With Dain and the Entwife listening closely, rwhen, Sandra and Orodreth brought them abreast of the current situation and approximate location of Tempest and Bane. A rough calculation of the size of the combined armies caused Dain to draw a whistle through the gap in his clenched teeth.
"You called us to witness all of our deaths then," the dwarf's face was red and puffed. "We are not amused." He looked towards the Entwife for accord.
"HAROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMM, but you mortals are hasty. At an Ent Moot, we would discuss this for weeks and weeks. Dain is right to have concern, HMMMMHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM," the Entwife turned her thick torso towards the dwarf and pointed a long gnarled finger his direction. "We have never failed to answer the call and do not deem it wise to do so now. BOOOOOOOOOMHAROOOOOOOOOOOOOO."
Dain felt the ground tremor. "I didn't say we wouldn't help, I said it is a fool's errand or at least we will all die."
"If die we must, then I am prepared to meet my end ridding our fair lands of the foulest of enemy," rwhen piped into the mix. Sandra and Orodreth looked at her sideways.
"Poetic," Sandra offered. "However, our friend is correct. What is left to us if we walk away? Our homes, lands and families are doomed if we fail. It will take all of us, all of you and who knows what other aid we shall find to face the armies of Tempest and Bane." Orodreth placed a hand on her shoulder nodding in agreement.
Dain strode away from the group and called the other dwarfs to him before making any further declarations. Sandra, Orodreth and rwhen drifted slightly away from the Entwife on the opposite side of the copse.
"What think you?" rwhen whispered.
"They hardly have a choice and are here now. To walk away would be death as much as to fight," Orodreth offered pulling his sword out to check the blade for worthiness.
The Entwife bellowed again signaling a time for gathering and making final decisions. The group all looked to each other expectantly, neither wanting to state the obvious. The raven landed on one of the Entwife's branches.
"They are moving," he croaked into the silence.
"There is no time," Dain rallied. "Are you ready to move out?" His look was towards the very large Entwife, but Orodreth replied.
"We are ready," he said with calm assurance. Sandra and rwhen nodded in agreement.
The Entwife boomed her assent and they started forward.