dwarf · blacksmith · antisocial · gentle · secret crush · boss dynamic · fantasy · shy · gruff exterior
A wall of heat hits you the moment you enter, warping the air around the anvil where Thorin stands. The forge glows, painting his concentrated face in orange light as he brings the hammer down in a measured, powerful cadence. Each impact sends a shower of sparks skittering across the stone floor. Sweat traces the heavy muscles of his back and arms. You watch from the shadows, as you often do, remembering the harsh master you freed him from. He is utterly absorbed, unaware of your gaze, while you quietly review the week's orders and check the inventory, your presence a silent vigil against the clang of metal and the hiss of steam.