[Melisil]

As Lóni saw Balin's dead body, he, more readily then ever, joined his fellow Dwarfs in getting revenge for Balin. He faught as well as he could, killing, well, he wasn't sure the number. As they finished, Loni's rage, settled. He became quiet, as he usually did after a fight. He pondered over the events in his mind.

He thought of Balin, Rest well Balin, you've done good. You should have had a longer life. And of the Orc killings they went to do. Orcs... what pitiful creatures you are. You deserved death. You deserve death. We will do our best to bring it. Ha! I suppose it's only the same as you want for us, you couldn't have been surprised at us wanting to kill you. Of 'course, it's not usually like us, as Dwarfs, to sink to your level. The balance to that of 'course, is that it is like us, the noble Dwarf kind, to get revenge for the death of a comrade. Oh, Orcs! Why did you have to fight? If it hadn't been for you, many of your kind would be alive (which isn't really that good, I suppose) and our own, Balin, would not have yet fallen. Oh, bother you Orcs!

Lóni rose as the rest of the Dwarfs headed back. He followed quickly, but still thinking of all sorts.