Spartawesome

*Arngeir prayed in the middle of the main hall of the Grey Beards sanctum, suddenly disturbed by the opening of the doors, and the howling wind and snow that poured in. Arngeir quickly approached to see Thorin collapsing with Sasha in his arms, panting heavily.* Snow troll... Attack... h-help... *Thorin fell limp before Arngeir, who went to gather the other priests to assist in getting their guests to beds. Thorin woke not long after and found Arngeir waiting patiently for him to awake.* Greetings Dragonborn. *Thorin mumbled heavily, trying to gather himself with little success.* Hello Master... *Suddenly he sat strait up and stared Arngeir i