#dwarven king

[sweetchillichickenroyalty]

Sending out some sketches into to void!

King Mae of clan ironfist ,pre coronation (L) and after slightly older after a long battle (R)

Have made some posts before about her and my fics BUT IF ANYONE WANTS TO TALK ABOUT THEIR OCS IM GAME !!!

[lotrthobbit]

                        Fragile Creature

Thorin Oakenshield x Human GN! Reader

Warning: Angst

Reader is called a queen but still everything else should be Gender Neutral

I do not own any of the gifs

[y/n pov]

I lived in a small and crowded town, Lake Town. The town itself felt completely isolated and cold. Everyone was always in a sour mood, the clouds always loomed over the sun causing the hazy darkness to be a norm. It certainly did not look homey, but it was home.

What a provincial life, no escapades, no dashing handsome knights or kings, all but a greedy mayor and his goon who did nothing but enjoy the most finest of silks and delicious pastries and luxurious treatment off the backs of his people.

We were constantly taxed high prices only to be eating the same boring meals everyday, living amongst the cold town fighting for some warmth.

Until he came....

A group of dwarves and a hobbit had stumbled into our town, apparently one of the townsfolk, Bard, who was a kind man, a born leader, yet many looked down on him. He had snuck him into the town, yet the town itself seemed to be overjoyed to be in the presence of loyalty. King under the mountain, son of Thrain, son of Thror. He promised us riches when he reclaimed his stolen home, yet my body filled with fear because legends say that a strong dragon lay asleep in the mountain, Smaug the defiler.

Despite my fear, what could I do, such a charming smile laid on his face as he introduced himself.

I was a simple merchant selling small trinkets I made by hand using the bones from fish and clay, I made small figurines to sell in order to help my [mother/father/guardian] with the necessities.

"These are beautiful." I heard a voice and looked up to see the king himself. Despite his small stature, He carried himself well and strong.

When I looked into his eyes, I felt warmth spread across my cheeks," Thank you, my lord." He offered me some money, far more than what they were worth and placed a kiss upon my hand.

That is how my daily interactions began. At first he seemed to buy many, but then he had joined me whenever I would get on a small boat and go to the land to pick some herbs.

He stated it was for 'safety measures' despite knowing his time was limited here, I found myself falling in love with the handsome dwarf.

He longed to reclaim his home, often times whispering sweet nothings into my ear about how we could live in Erebor alongside one another, it did not matter if I was human, despite many seeing us as fragile 'creatures' we were no different than a dwarf, an elf, a hobbit, etc. We all breathe and fight to survive every single day.

Then came the departure... My hear hurt once they sailed off into the distance nothing but a chaste kiss placed upon my lips and a beautiful ring on my fingertips. Despite our short moments, we found ourselves madly in love.

The days grew dark and grim once again. We were back to the same old routines , no excitement and no warmth. Yet the people were hoping to see the reign of Thorin Oakenshield, the gates of Erebor to open itself and gift its people the riches they once thrived in.

Yet. something far worse happened. The once dark skies became red with fire and smoke. The once groaning and whining of the people were covered with screams of far and agony. The once horribly built structures were set ablaze by no other than Smaug. We were all rushed onto boats as Bard once retook the same role of the great bowman. he struck Smaug down and we all made it safely onto land. But we stared at the small town we once called home, completely parish into nothing.

I held the small ring in my hand, staring off into the mountains, despite my home becoming ashes, the only thing that was in my mind was whether or not my beloved was safe.

We found ourselves settling in the deserted City of Dale, hiding once we heard horns blare, the men going off to fight, women following behind. Us Laketown Folk fought alongside the elves against the orcs, but one thing that scared me the most was that before this, Thorin had completely disregarded us, he disregarded ME.

My heart lay in shambles, but nothing I could do or that he could do to stop me from loving him. I tried making my way towards the mountain hoping to reason with him, but as I got closer, the more Orcs seemed to be in my way. I thought I was going to die, my [short/long/bald] was covered In sweat and blood of my enemies. I stared up making eye contact with Thorin as his eyes widened.

In that moment I felt something puncture me,I fell to my knees still holding my gaze on the dwarf I came to love. Everything became silent to me, I could no longer hear anything but I could see Thorin was yelling. I felt my vision cloud with darkness until I could no longer see.

Momentarily it felt as if finally I could be at peace, despite knowing he was infected with the dragon sickness, I still felt better knowing he was safe and alive.

" [y/n]"

that voice ?

" [y/n} "

no, no he can not be here, it Is not his time.

I was in darkness, I was dead, I knew that much, yet why could I hear his voice ?

I turned around once I heard my name again and there he stood, there he stood with his hands spread wide, my heart hurt knowing we ended in the sam predicament but I could not hold myself back from running into his arms.

I felt other arms hug me and I realized Kili and Fili were here as well. Despite the darkness, it didn't feel so lonely.

" I promised to be with you forever." He whispered as he kissed me again

" forever." I repeated back.

[ Narrator pov]

As they all gathered looking at the tombs of Fili, Kili and Thorin Oakenshield, and beside him lay his lover. For all eternity this kingdom will flourish because of their sacrifices.

" LONG LIVE THE KING AND QUEEN "

the horns began to blare as they all mourned, Bilbo Baggins felt melancholy, his friends died but part of him was happy that they could all be reunited in the afterlife.

FIN

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[avarchillionpaints]

And now for the new leader of my dwarven army: Erebus der Eiserne (the Iron). When I saw that amazing mini on the Scibor website (http://sciborminiatures.com) I just could not help myself. I had to buy it and make it part of my dwarven army. I hope you can see why.

I know that there are no official rules for a bear riding dwarf but hey, I am a DM and love to make up my own rules. As you, at least the german speaking crowed, can see I have given him a name and his own warscroll. 

I think I mentioned it before, I play my own version of Age of Sigmar with halfway balanced rules that seem, to me at least, a little more immersive.

Anyway if you ever want some really good looking dwarves, check out Scibor Miniatures. They have, hand down, the most awesome looking dwarves I have found so far.

[obhan]

And to round out the month, here is a set of Dwarven characters! This here is the Dwarven King, Jorath Blackgem, who is... actually not much of a King, really he's a Merchant who wears the crown and chains of his ancestors and uses the title to impress his customers and trading partners. Unlike most of the exiled Dwarven nobility, Jorath doesn't much care about winning back his birthright, and is quite happy with his life above ground among the other mortal races.

[ninja8tyu]

[quarkmaster]

The red king! 

  Miroslav Petrov

[i-walk-in-shad0ws]

My King under the Mountain. ♡