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Name: Jeni
Age: 32
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Character Information
Character Name: Thorin II Oakenshield
Fandom: Tolkien/The Hobbit
Character History: Thorin was born to the dwarven royal line of Durin's Folk of the mountain city of Erebor while his grandfather sat upon the throne. When he was twenty-six years old, his grandfather's greed and gold sickness caused him to amass a great wealth within the mountain. This attracted a dragon who subsequently killed and chased out all of the dwarves within Erebor. The exiles eventually settled within the Blue Mountains. Grandfather and father dead or missing, Thorin took up the crown and ruled in their place. He often set out to work as a blacksmith in the settlements of Men to earn money for his people and as an excuse to attempt to locate his believed mad and missing father. While on one of these trips, he ran into the great wizard Gandalf who supplied him with items and an idea to reclaim the Lonely Mountain and repopulate it with dwarves once more.
After a majority of the dwarven clans turned him down for help, a small group of kin and comrades (including his cousins and his nephews), set out for the Shire to coerce the final member of their group, a supposed burglar, to join the Company. Thorin was not impressed with the Wizard's idea of what a thief was suppose to be when he first met the hobbit (a funny little thing with hair in odd places that could barely speak without a stutter and who fainted at the thought of a dragon), and the Company set off without him. Fortunately, the hobbit, one Bilbo Baggins, chased after the group and did decide to join the Company after all.
Though Thorin thought very little of Bilbo for much of their journey despite the hobbit's ability to talk them out of being fed to trolls, inadvertently allowing Thorin to find the sword Orcrist, Bilbo's bravery in protecting him against an orc pack that had been hunting them through the plains and mountains of Middle Earth caused him to change his mind. Bilbo became a fast friend and ally after that and Thorin often looked to him for help or support as they continued to make their way to Erebor through sick elven forests and against greedy Men of island towns.
Finally making it to the Mountain, Bilbo once again proved himself by discovering the hidden door to Erebor. Unfortunately, once Thorin went inside and discovered the treasures that filled the Great Halls, the same gold sickness that had overcome his grandfather took hold. He became immediately paranoid of his Company and put them to work shoring up the Mountain once the dragon was chased out. Happy to rule the still very Lonely Mountain, Thorin ignored repaying the debts he had promised along the way to those that helped him on his journey and egged on a war between the Company and the combined armies of Men and Elves.
When his dear friend Bilbo seemed to have betrayed him by giving away the Arkenstone, precious to rulers of Erebor, to the elves in trade for their help, the enraged and gold mad Thorin attacked and nearly killed him. It was not until the orcs and goblins joined the battle at the gates of Erebor and the dwarven reinforcements from Iron Mountain arrived and found themselves vastly outnumbered on the field that Thorin snapped out of the sickness and rallied the rest of his allies to battle.
Though he lost both of his nephews at the crux of the battle, Thorin sought out and eventually slaughtered the leader of the orcish army. In the process, he was fatally wounded and died by Bilbo's side (after making amends with his friend) just as the Giant Eagles arrived to help the combined armies of dwarf, elf and Man win victory over the evil races of Middle Earth.
Character Personality: Like all dwarves, Thorin was a very proud and spiritual person. Oftentimes this pride translated into a stubbornness that many found difficult to get around. To those that knew him, however, it was that stubbornness that helped him to be as great of a leader as he was, keeping him focused on goals and tasks others might have folded beneath the weight of. Though Thorin had been born to a prince and rose to the rank of king fairly early in his life, having spent most of that life in exile left him with far less of an ego than one might imagine. Thorin did not put himself above others (save for the time of his gold sickness) and was capable of seeing people for who they were and what they could accomplish. He trusted every member of his Company with his life and they saw him as a fair and worthy leader for that very reason.
Though Thorin might have seemed to be a loner, he, like most dwarves, was dedicated to his family and his clan. He was more than just their ruler, after all. He had a very close bond with his sister's children for in dwarven culture, one's sister-sons were nearly as important as children of your own. Thorin himself was childless but he thought of his Company as his extended family.
Greed, unfortunately, was a trait that Thorin had in measures and was something many dwarves had in common with him and, indeed, were famous for throughout Middle Earth. Thorin's greed manifested as possessiveness, for objects and for people. Though gold sickness was a contributing factor to this greed, Thorin did not find it morally irresponsible to deny claims to the wealth of Erebor to those that had helped him along the way and refused to barter any of it out in return for help in securing his claim to the throne once he had installed himself upon it. This greed caused many casualties before the start of the Battle of the Five Armies and his obsession with Erebor, the Arkenstone, and his extreme hatred of elves nearly cost him the lives of his youngest nephew and their hobbit burglar.
The dwarf's innate morality, however, managed to cut through Thorin's greed and obsessive nature in the end. This particular quality also guided him through life before the gold sickness became a weight upon his personality. Though he had disliked Bilbo at the start, for example, the dwarf did not want to see him come to harm and he protected him when he could during the struggles that the Company faced along the way. Though his pride sometimes took centre stage when dealing with others, Thorin did try to keep his moral compass always pointing true north. Though there was a stretch of time when it failed to do so, Thorin did try to make amends.
Powers and Abilities: Thorin was a skilled blacksmith, a battle tactician, and warrior. He was proficient with sword and shield, two handed swords and axes. He could swim and climb fairly well. Dwarves believe that they were created out of the very earth and stone and owe their extremely sturdy skin and their excessive stamina to being made of the stuff of mountains.
Thorin also speaks Khuzdul and can read dwarven runes. Both of these languages are secretive and only dwarves are meant to know them. He speaks only in the Common tongue to those not of his race.
Samples
Network:
[Though Thorin is capable of forming metal into beautiful weapons and jewelry, he still had some trouble with the device used for speaking. As such, the video shows mostly what treasures happen to lie inside of a dwarven king's nose.]
I ask again for word on my Sister-Sons. They go by the names of Fili and Kili. One has hair of gold and the other of coal or onyx. I have been told that they may not be lost as I do fear them to be.
Though they are each capable warriors, I wish to see and speak with them again. I will gladly trade my services for information.
[Though with this angle, it's probably hard to tell that he seems dutifully pleased with his ability to have managed to work the device so far. He isn't exactly a man of many words after all.]
I do have one other request. It has been too long since I have tasted a good stout. If there is any to be had, I can make a trade.
[Ah, the stubbornness of dwarves! Is it obvious that he hasn't learned, or isn't letting himself learn, how to bend?]
Third Person:
Thorin, sometimes, still felt dead. This was a land of infinite possibilities, the realm of the Maker, perhaps even what laid beyond the gates of the Halls of Waiting, and yet each time Thorin closed his eyes, he could still see the fading shadows of eagles winging across an icy blue sky. He was not afraid of lingering there, but he did worry that he might lose himself back to those last few moments of life and cling to it the way his blood did on the snow.
Would he simply Wake again? Would the colours and patterns spark back over his numb nerves and would air rush into him like water into a shoddily made boat? Would he see his Sister-sons again? His sister? Would Bilbo no longer have tears in his eyes? He could just slip through the gate, he was told, to find out... Not every dwarf could always be so brave.
None of these were questions he could vocalize and so he laid upon his back much as he had in death and watched the sky off and on to see if he could recreate the past. No eagles flew above him. No hobbit shed tears that dripped to his own cheeks.
Thorin could not decide if he was pleased by this or cheated instead. He rolled over, onto his stomach, and pushed himself up, slowly, after a few moments. The wind caught in his damp hair. He had quite the trek to return to the place he was now calling home and so Thorin moved in that direction. His mind stilled to serenity at the thought of a good fire and perhaps some pipeweed.
For as much as Thorin sometimes still felt himself to be quite dead, Nautilus had given him another chance. For that alone he could thank the Maker for and for that alone he could not give up life again so easily. Thorin moved more quickly through the grasses now, a half smile returning to his face.
Name: Jeni
Age: 32
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Character Information
Character Name: Thorin II Oakenshield
Fandom: Tolkien/The Hobbit
Character History: Thorin was born to the dwarven royal line of Durin's Folk of the mountain city of Erebor while his grandfather sat upon the throne. When he was twenty-six years old, his grandfather's greed and gold sickness caused him to amass a great wealth within the mountain. This attracted a dragon who subsequently killed and chased out all of the dwarves within Erebor. The exiles eventually settled within the Blue Mountains. Grandfather and father dead or missing, Thorin took up the crown and ruled in their place. He often set out to work as a blacksmith in the settlements of Men to earn money for his people and as an excuse to attempt to locate his believed mad and missing father. While on one of these trips, he ran into the great wizard Gandalf who supplied him with items and an idea to reclaim the Lonely Mountain and repopulate it with dwarves once more.
After a majority of the dwarven clans turned him down for help, a small group of kin and comrades (including his cousins and his nephews), set out for the Shire to coerce the final member of their group, a supposed burglar, to join the Company. Thorin was not impressed with the Wizard's idea of what a thief was suppose to be when he first met the hobbit (a funny little thing with hair in odd places that could barely speak without a stutter and who fainted at the thought of a dragon), and the Company set off without him. Fortunately, the hobbit, one Bilbo Baggins, chased after the group and did decide to join the Company after all.
Though Thorin thought very little of Bilbo for much of their journey despite the hobbit's ability to talk them out of being fed to trolls, inadvertently allowing Thorin to find the sword Orcrist, Bilbo's bravery in protecting him against an orc pack that had been hunting them through the plains and mountains of Middle Earth caused him to change his mind. Bilbo became a fast friend and ally after that and Thorin often looked to him for help or support as they continued to make their way to Erebor through sick elven forests and against greedy Men of island towns.
Finally making it to the Mountain, Bilbo once again proved himself by discovering the hidden door to Erebor. Unfortunately, once Thorin went inside and discovered the treasures that filled the Great Halls, the same gold sickness that had overcome his grandfather took hold. He became immediately paranoid of his Company and put them to work shoring up the Mountain once the dragon was chased out. Happy to rule the still very Lonely Mountain, Thorin ignored repaying the debts he had promised along the way to those that helped him on his journey and egged on a war between the Company and the combined armies of Men and Elves.
When his dear friend Bilbo seemed to have betrayed him by giving away the Arkenstone, precious to rulers of Erebor, to the elves in trade for their help, the enraged and gold mad Thorin attacked and nearly killed him. It was not until the orcs and goblins joined the battle at the gates of Erebor and the dwarven reinforcements from Iron Mountain arrived and found themselves vastly outnumbered on the field that Thorin snapped out of the sickness and rallied the rest of his allies to battle.
Though he lost both of his nephews at the crux of the battle, Thorin sought out and eventually slaughtered the leader of the orcish army. In the process, he was fatally wounded and died by Bilbo's side (after making amends with his friend) just as the Giant Eagles arrived to help the combined armies of dwarf, elf and Man win victory over the evil races of Middle Earth.
Character Personality: Like all dwarves, Thorin was a very proud and spiritual person. Oftentimes this pride translated into a stubbornness that many found difficult to get around. To those that knew him, however, it was that stubbornness that helped him to be as great of a leader as he was, keeping him focused on goals and tasks others might have folded beneath the weight of. Though Thorin had been born to a prince and rose to the rank of king fairly early in his life, having spent most of that life in exile left him with far less of an ego than one might imagine. Thorin did not put himself above others (save for the time of his gold sickness) and was capable of seeing people for who they were and what they could accomplish. He trusted every member of his Company with his life and they saw him as a fair and worthy leader for that very reason.
Though Thorin might have seemed to be a loner, he, like most dwarves, was dedicated to his family and his clan. He was more than just their ruler, after all. He had a very close bond with his sister's children for in dwarven culture, one's sister-sons were nearly as important as children of your own. Thorin himself was childless but he thought of his Company as his extended family.
Greed, unfortunately, was a trait that Thorin had in measures and was something many dwarves had in common with him and, indeed, were famous for throughout Middle Earth. Thorin's greed manifested as possessiveness, for objects and for people. Though gold sickness was a contributing factor to this greed, Thorin did not find it morally irresponsible to deny claims to the wealth of Erebor to those that had helped him along the way and refused to barter any of it out in return for help in securing his claim to the throne once he had installed himself upon it. This greed caused many casualties before the start of the Battle of the Five Armies and his obsession with Erebor, the Arkenstone, and his extreme hatred of elves nearly cost him the lives of his youngest nephew and their hobbit burglar.
The dwarf's innate morality, however, managed to cut through Thorin's greed and obsessive nature in the end. This particular quality also guided him through life before the gold sickness became a weight upon his personality. Though he had disliked Bilbo at the start, for example, the dwarf did not want to see him come to harm and he protected him when he could during the struggles that the Company faced along the way. Though his pride sometimes took centre stage when dealing with others, Thorin did try to keep his moral compass always pointing true north. Though there was a stretch of time when it failed to do so, Thorin did try to make amends.
Powers and Abilities: Thorin was a skilled blacksmith, a battle tactician, and warrior. He was proficient with sword and shield, two handed swords and axes. He could swim and climb fairly well. Dwarves believe that they were created out of the very earth and stone and owe their extremely sturdy skin and their excessive stamina to being made of the stuff of mountains.
Thorin also speaks Khuzdul and can read dwarven runes. Both of these languages are secretive and only dwarves are meant to know them. He speaks only in the Common tongue to those not of his race.
Samples
Network:
[Though Thorin is capable of forming metal into beautiful weapons and jewelry, he still had some trouble with the device used for speaking. As such, the video shows mostly what treasures happen to lie inside of a dwarven king's nose.]
I ask again for word on my Sister-Sons. They go by the names of Fili and Kili. One has hair of gold and the other of coal or onyx. I have been told that they may not be lost as I do fear them to be.
Though they are each capable warriors, I wish to see and speak with them again. I will gladly trade my services for information.
[Though with this angle, it's probably hard to tell that he seems dutifully pleased with his ability to have managed to work the device so far. He isn't exactly a man of many words after all.]
I do have one other request. It has been too long since I have tasted a good stout. If there is any to be had, I can make a trade.
[Ah, the stubbornness of dwarves! Is it obvious that he hasn't learned, or isn't letting himself learn, how to bend?]
Third Person:
Thorin, sometimes, still felt dead. This was a land of infinite possibilities, the realm of the Maker, perhaps even what laid beyond the gates of the Halls of Waiting, and yet each time Thorin closed his eyes, he could still see the fading shadows of eagles winging across an icy blue sky. He was not afraid of lingering there, but he did worry that he might lose himself back to those last few moments of life and cling to it the way his blood did on the snow.
Would he simply Wake again? Would the colours and patterns spark back over his numb nerves and would air rush into him like water into a shoddily made boat? Would he see his Sister-sons again? His sister? Would Bilbo no longer have tears in his eyes? He could just slip through the gate, he was told, to find out... Not every dwarf could always be so brave.
None of these were questions he could vocalize and so he laid upon his back much as he had in death and watched the sky off and on to see if he could recreate the past. No eagles flew above him. No hobbit shed tears that dripped to his own cheeks.
Thorin could not decide if he was pleased by this or cheated instead. He rolled over, onto his stomach, and pushed himself up, slowly, after a few moments. The wind caught in his damp hair. He had quite the trek to return to the place he was now calling home and so Thorin moved in that direction. His mind stilled to serenity at the thought of a good fire and perhaps some pipeweed.
For as much as Thorin sometimes still felt himself to be quite dead, Nautilus had given him another chance. For that alone he could thank the Maker for and for that alone he could not give up life again so easily. Thorin moved more quickly through the grasses now, a half smile returning to his face.
