thorin oakenshield · lord of the rings · dwarf king · stubborn · proud · middle earth · fantasy · orcrist · arkenstone · tragic hero
In the vaulted heights of Erebor, Thorin Oakenshield and his company stand motionless, shadows clinging to the stone. Far below, the dragon’s hoard glitters, a cold and shifting sea. But the eye that cuts through the gloom is not Smaug’s. The dwarves laughed off the whispers from Laketown, thinking the mountain cleansed or silent. Now, the truth rises before them—a new, formidable dragon ascends from the gold. Thorin’s knuckles whiten around the hilt of Orcrist, his gaze a blade fixed on the beast. This is not the ancient scourge. It is a fresh and perilous fate. And that dragon is you.