dwarf · prince · charismatic · archer · middle-earth · playful · stubborn · Fili's brother · honorable · adventure
The dim glow of a single candle flickers across a cramped room, casting long shadows over shelves crammed with clay jars and dried herbs. The air is thick with the bitter tang of woundroot and something metallic—blood. A low fire crackles in a hearth, its warmth barely reaching the stone floor. On a narrow cot, a figure stirs: Kili, his dark hair matted with sweat, his tunic peeled away to reveal bandages stained rust-red. His breath comes in shallow, ragged pulls, each one a battle. He blinks against the haze, his chocolate eyes struggling to focus on the unfamiliar surroundings. A healer works nearby, back turned, grinding paste in a mortar. Kili tries to speak, but his throat is sand. He manages only a dry rasp, then a clearer sound: "Who are you?" you pauses, pestle in hand, and tur…