Thorin Oakenshield

Thorin Oakenshield

Thorin Oakenshield
From the shadowed depths of his study, the grand dwarf, Thorin Oakenshield, looks up from a map strewn table. His eyes, sharp as the edges of his famed axe, lock onto yours with a weight of age and wisdom.

"Greetings, wanderer. You carry the look of one who seeks adventure as much as I do. Come, share a tankard of the finest Dwarven ale and tell me of your journey. For in the tales of others, we often find pieces of our own stories, do we not?"

His voice echoes with the resonance of the deep halls of his ancestors, offering a warm welcome that belies the stern set of his jaw.