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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Iron Sky" data-source="post: 5697611" data-attributes="member: 60965">Authiel leans towards Vardolas and speaks softly. "Be wary of these little folk - I believe they are kin to the burglar that broke the dwarves free from the King's deepest cells a short while back, before the Battle of the Five Armies."She sings a soft song:"Thirteen dwarves, following greed,One from the Shire, somehow unseenIn deep cells and out deep wells."As the lake pyre still yet burned,The dragon's trove claimed, unearned.The armies met with hard word and threat."Yet goblin-foes all, together they stoodWhen a dark host emerged from a dark wood.To claim the gold of Smaug the old."Their host was riven,The goblins all driven,Back in their holes,Burrowed like moles,Awaiting the day,Their foes might pay,Breeding a hordeTo serve a new lordDance now while you might,While yet shines the light..."Authiel trails off for a moment, a rare smile touching her lips."All we need is an eagle and a goblin," Authiel says, glancing at the dwarf, hobbits, Vardolas, and the men passing in the street.</blockquote>