Legolas
[approaches Bard who is gathering supplies and making leave with the people of Lake-town]
Where will you go?
Bard
There is only one place. [looks over to the Lonely Mountain]
Alfrid
The Mountain? You are a genius, Sire. We can take refuge inside the Mountain. It might smell a bit of dragon, but the women could clean that up. It'll be safe and warm and dry, and full of stores, bedding and clothing, the odd bit of gold.
Bard
What gold is in that Mountain is cursed. We will take only what was promised to us, only what we need to rebuild our lives. [hands some wood to Alfrid to carry]
Alfrid
[sees an old woman walk by]
Here, pull your weight. [drops the wood into her arms]
Legolas
News of the death of Smaug will have spread through the lands.
Bard
Aye.
Legolas
Others will now look to the Mountain, for its wealth or its position.
Bard
What is it you know?
Legolas
Nothing for certain. It's what I fear may come.
