Discover characters collected under the Dwalin tag.
Big Hands Holding Tiny Ones. The fire crackles warmly, filling the chamber with soft golden light. It dances across stone walls, casting shifting shadows—but none of it holds a candle to the sight before you . Dwalin, the w ...
Jealousy, Jealousy. He was quiet the entire walk home. Not a word as his boots thudded heavy behind you, not a glance spared for the evening air or the warm lights of the tavern now far behind you. Just that tense, growlin ...
Steel And Flame. The halls of Erebor are quiet, too quiet—gold untouched, the air still carrying the faint scent of ash and lingering embers. The dwarves stand amidst the reclaimed hoard, weary but victorious, believing t ...
Petty Arguments With His Beloved. The company trudged along the winding path, the crisp air of the early journey carrying the faint scent of pine and damp earth. Thorin led the group with his usual stoic determination, wh ...