Author’s note: This chapter continues seamlessly the previous one. The settlement of Danakh-khizdîn (=Green Dwarf-Place) in the Grey Mountains is game canon; so are the Brotherhood of Stone and Narag-gund. Shalakanâm (literally: water of kisses) has been invented by The Dwarrow Scholar.
It took Hakkon weeks to reach Danakh-khizdîn, the main StoneFoot settlement in the Grey Mountains. He had visited half a dozen small settlements where only a few isolated families of the Clan dwelt first – among them is own birthplace, now barely populated at all, as most Dwarves had harkened to Dáin’s summons and moved to Erebor years ago. Even so, he had found a few adventurous miners among them who were willing to return to Gabil-dûm for the length of time the planned new garrison would stay there. The riches of their old home still lured them there, despite the risks. ( Read more...Collapse )
Fandom: The Hobbit Characters: Elrond, Thranduil Recipient:adafrog Note: I’m known to write bookverse Tolkienfic, almost exclusively. However, this piece was inspired by Thranduil’s movieverse scar. Summary: After the White Council turns Sauron out of Dol Guldur, Elrond and Thranduil have a conversation.
Fandom: The Hobbit (Tolkien) Characters: Beorn Recipient:curiouswombat Note: This is a tentative attempt to align Beorn’s book-verse and movie-verse dwellings with each other. I usually avoid everything movie-verse like the plague, but the idea of the cave-like lair was too tempting. Summary: After the Battle of the Five Armies, Beorn returns home. Because sometimes it is easier to be a bear than a Man. ( Read more...Collapse )
Fandom: The Hobbit (bookverse) Rating: G, suitable for all
Summary: During the Company's rest in Rivendell, Bilbo is introduced to something rare and delicious.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * As Bilbo later wrote in his book, the Last Homely House was simply perfect. Whether you wanted excellent food, something interesting to work on, a good, long rest - or merely to sit quietly and dream, or a lovely mix of all the above, you got it. And the singing! There was nothing that could have been compared to that! Well... almost nothing. ( Read more...Collapse )
Title: Fond Memories of a Barrow Rider Author: Soledad
Fandom: The Hobbit (bookverse) Rating: G, suitable for all
Summary: Frodo is wondering why his Uncle Bilbo is always giggling when inspecting the wine barrels in his cellar. One day he gets to hear the tale.
Note: The second paragraph is directly quoted from "The Hobbit", with small modifications.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Frodo always found the smial of his Uncle Bilbo fascinating. Compared with Brandy Hall, where he spent his previous years, it seemed almost... cosy, despite the fact that for a bachelor Hobbit to live there alone was definitely too large. ( Read more...Collapse ) Acknowledgement: I want to thank curiouswombat for the prompt. It gave me the chance to put the barrel scene back to where it belonged: making it something about Bilbo and the Dwarves and their slowly growing mutual respect, instead of a senseless action scene involving Legolas and Orcs.
Bera Eyríkrsdóttir was a BlackLock Dwarf from the Red Mountains (Sindarin: Orocarni, Neo-Khuzdul: Baraz'abbad), the daughter of Eyríkr Bloodaxe, mightiest chieftain of the BlackLock Clans and Lord of Baraz-dûm, the Red Halls, the ancient capitol of the Blacklocks at Gabil Barazbund in the Red Mountains.
She was one of the greatest Dwarven beauties of the East, named after her gorgeous, blue-black hair, which she wore in an elaborately braided coronet, adorned with diamond-studded mithril clasps and beads. Her side whiskers were unusually long for a female Dwarf; long enough to be properly braided, which she did, thus she wasn’t forced to wear a fake beard when travelling; most outsiders thought her a very young and very pretty male.
She was a trained warrior: an expert with throwing knives and the Dwarven version of the longsword.
She found her One in Darri Kweld-Úlfr (Darri Night-Wolf), her father’s skald (court poet). When her father refused to let her marry the young skald, they both left the East and ended up travelling the Wilderland. At one point they crossed the Misty Mountains and found Rivendell, where they met Thorin Oakenshield and his Company.
After the Battle of the Five Armies, Bera visited Uruktharbun while Darri returned to the Red Mountains to summon as many BlackLock warriors to Erebor as would follow him. Then they both took up residence in Erebor.
For visuals: Bera looks a little like Harnaam Kaur, only with a less prominent beard. She is olive-skinned and almond-eyed, although her eyes have the usual indigo colour of the BlackLock Clans.
Darri Vignirsson aka Darri Kveld-Úlfr (Darri Night-Wolf) was a BlackLock Dwarf from the Red Mountains (Sindarin: Orocarni, Neo-Khuzdul: Baraz'abbad), with some FireBeard ancestors up his family tree.
He was born in Baraz-dûm, the Red Halls, the ancient capitol of the Blacklocks at Gabil Barazbund in the Red Mountains. His father, Vignir Svarti (Vignir the Black) was the skald (= court poet) of Eyríkr Bloodaxe, the mightiest BlackLock chieftain (the BlackLocks no longer had proper Kings; not since the fall of their greatest citadel, Felakuldush-dûm, to the wild Were-Worms of the East. They lived in scattered settlements, even though those were fairly impressive compared with those of their Western kinfolk). ( Read more...Collapse ) For visuals: Darri was inspired by the looks and the incredible voice of music artist Dan(iel) Vasc(oncelos). He is olive-skinned and black-haired, even though his hair has reddish highlights due to his FireBeard ancestors. His hair is very long, falls to the waist; he wears it either combed to the one side or in an elaborate topknot. He has a short but full and thick beard, a round face, dark eyes and very thick eyebrows. Due to his mixed heritage he is not as tall as most BlackLocks and has a relatively slender build (for a Dwarf).
We never really saw Dwarf minstrels - not in canon, not in the films, not in fanfic. In my imagination he's more like the early medieval Icelandic skalds, which is why I don't call him a minstrel. Minstrels are for Elves and Men. Dwarves have skalds, IMO. *g*
Author’s notes: The descriptions of this chapter follow "The Hobbit" closely. Some lines are directly quoted. See footnotes. Nimphal and Brandor are two real-life friends of mine who helped in the creation of their characters, following the good old role-playing tradition. Their Sindarin names were created by two other friends (and fellow writers) Casey Toh and Finch, whom I owe my sincerest thanks. Also, many thanks to the_wild_iris for beta reading.
Author’s notes: This story took a completely different turn from what was originally planned. I intended it to be a light-hearted humour fic, countering all those horrible Thranduil-bashings out there. But it turned into some sort of serious Legomance, and one cannot work against one’s muse.
The short interlude below was written to lead over from the rather contemplative third chapter to the fourth one that matches more my original intention. I’m aware of the fact that the whole story is a little uneven, but I fear I will not be able to change that. ( Read more...Collapse )
The closest Indreâbhan look-alike (it is Danaerys, of course):
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