A LOTRO version of Appendix A: Durin’s Folk
“Will you come with me back to the anvil? Or will you beg your bread at proud doors?”
Thorin answered, “To the anvil. The hammer will at least keep the arms strong, until they can wield sharper tools again.”
So Thráin and Thorin with what remained of their following (among whom were Balin and Glóin) returned to Dunland, and soon afterwards they removed and wandered in Eriador, until at last they made a home in exile in the east of the Ered Luin beyond the Lune.
Out of Character Ramblings
This vignette came about spontaneously after Weldulf, leader of the dwarf kinship Khuzd Belkur (on Landroval), also honed in on the images of a youngish Thorin, and the awesomely attired mystery dwarf in the latest video log. For now, we are both assuming that is Thorin’s father, Thráin (the seemingly damaged eye is the most telling sign, IMO, though I suppose it could be Dáin, or even Náin). Weldulf delighted me by having already made an outfit inspired by the grey-bearded warrior.
Shoulders: Westfold Skirmish Pauldrons
Gloves: Gauntlets of Moria
Chest: Breastplate of the Brazen Call
Legs: Leggings of the Brazen Call
Boots: Boots of the Northern Star
Cloak: Plain Cloak
We spent the next hour in a father/son bonding expedition, smelting stuff, and killing the ugliest orcs we could find. Being the designated screencapper, my fighting skills were slacking off, leaving Weldulf’s Thráin to do all the work. While it was not our intention to recreate the epic battle of Azanulbizar in less than an hour (and with only the two of us standing in for the combined armies of seven dwarf Houses) I think we did alright.
Check out this page for more of my version of Thorin in LOTRO.