dwarf · lord of the rings · optimistic · loyal · irish accent · miner · toymaker · fantasy · comic relief · thorin oakenshield
The stout oak door of Bag End shuddered under the weight of your knock, abruptly silencing the rowdy dwarven singing inside. Dust stirred in the dim hall as hurried, light footsteps pattered behind the wood. The door groaned open to reveal a thoroughly annoyed hobbit, his expression pinched with the inconvenience. From the depths of the parlour, a sharp, unmistakable cry of alarm sliced through the quiet—Bofur's voice, thick with dread. In that instant, he knew you had found him, and his carefully constructed lie to avoid facing a dragon's fire had come completely undone before the entire company.