[Mattius]

Mattius drew out his sword Angmarth, Iron Doom and gently swayed it in front of him. He stared at his reflection in its blade but he didn't know why. In fact, it was his father who used to do the same thing with Angmarth, this was a connection to his past that he didn't realise. He sheathed it back at his side and carried on inspecting his arsenal of weaponary. Hidden on the back of his belt and under his cloak were two exquisite tomohawk axes that were gifts to the elves of Lorien from the dwarves of the Lonely Mountain. Mattius unhooked them to look more closely. The handles were dark bronze but the blades were glistening silver. Along the handles were beautiful inscription pictures of the Lonely Mountain and of the death of Smaug. They were hooked back into place before Mattius tightened his bow string and stretched himself out.

He began to look at the group, Radagast seemed to be the only one who had had a decent nights sleep, except for Faye of course but Mattius did not look to her for the moment but approached the wizard.
"Many things need to be discussed Radagast, what we found on Borin, Endereth's attack, and what I saw last night." Radagast frowned with the mention of what Mattius saw but spoke,
"You speak the truth young Mattius, now if you will allow me, I shall lead us all out of here to a place where we can discuss such matters."
"Lead on," said Mattius, tightening his cloak around him.