PLAYER Name: Linden Age: 26 Personal Journal: N/A E-mail: doctorbanana1@googlemail.com AIM deatheatercrouch Plurk: ThorinII
CHARACTER Character Name: Thorin Oakenshield Canon: The Hobbit Age: Around 150 Timeline: Just after the eagles land at Beorn's Rock. If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: N/A
Personality:
Thorin is a natural leader by nature, born the grandson of Thror, King Under The Mountain and ruler of Erebor. After the dragon attack, he and his grandfather led their kin to Ered Luin, somewhere safe. The need to reclaim what is rightfully his and his kin's is what drives Thorin into finding and reclaiming Erebor. He has the map and key on his person and would protect both with his life if need be. Being a dwarf, he has the same want and greed for gold and treasure. It is a racial trait seen in many a dwarf and Thorin cannot hide the greed which lies inside of him.Becoming king would do his grandfather's honour gratitude. He yearns for peace and somewhere for his kin to live once more, after being forced out into exile. It has been too long for him and his heart yearns for that more than anything.
Thorin harbours a chip on his shoulder towards both dragons and elves. When King Thranduil abandoned his kin and the dragon Smaug attacked, Thorin's hope of finding an ally within the elves diminished. He never trusted another elf after that incident. His hatred towards anything Elven makes him rather bitter when the subject is raised by one of his kin or the wizard, Gandalf. He is battle-hardened and narrow-minded at times due to his nature and all that he has lost. He can make brash decisions at times, believing that attack would be best over defence; but not at the price of losing any of his kin. He has seen death, and seeing his grandfather beheaded by Azog the Defiler makes Thorin come across as very bitter. He would sacrifice himself to save another if he could.
Becoming Oakenshield at a young age, he is no stranger to facing opponents far stronger than himself. He is incredibly brave by nature because of what he had to face during his younger years as a prince of Erebor. Standing up his enemies, has made him a tough man inside. Yet, the emotions still well up inside if someone mentions those events of his life. Protecting his kin is something that is very strong in Thorin due to his loss. Kili and Fili, his nephews, are prized dearly within his heart and he would fight to the death to protect them above all else. Protecting the line of Durin and being a good uncle is something Thorin strives to be. He is caring dwarf and values his family members and his own kin above everything else. Loyalty and honour is something he prides himself in.
Thorin is proud of his dwarven heritage and often mentions Durin by name in conversation. Either using it in curse or praising Durin's folk. Thorin enjoys a good song by the fire with his kin and also a drop of ale. You can find the softer, gentler side of him while he is in song by a roaring fire and recanting the tales of old. His love for music and song makes him a pleasant fellow to be around on and off the battlefield.
Thorin does have manners but can be brash when speaking. He does tolerate those who are above him but just barely. His stubborn nature somewhat causes him to be rude at times; especially, towards Gandalf and Lord Elrond. He does not mean to come across as rude, but protecting the map and Erebor against others who would wish it for themselves, makes Thorin defensive overall. He can come across as a commanding and rather intimidating presence, especially towards Bilbo. He often uses his superiority to win through situations and command the company on their journey. Courageous and honourable above all else, Thorin can be majestic in how he handles matters, whether it be in battle or travelling, he always looks out for his own and protects them above all else. He can have a foul temper and sometimes can make rash decisions concerning their quest- as he has a fixed mind set on what to believe in.
One of Thorin's strengths is his ability to lead. His majestic demeanour may help with this, as he leads the company during the quest to the Lonely Mountain. He has a good, strong voice and demeanour to lead thirteen dwarves and a hobbit towards their goal. His status also grants him the ability to order others in tasks or certain situations. Thorin is a an accomplished warrior. Being trained at a young age, he can defend himself and others against most threats set against him. He uses his sword and axe and has a good, fighting arm.
Thorin is a skilled blacksmith. We glimpse a scene of him beating a hammer against a sword during the film. He is no doubt crafting a sword, using his strength and skill to fashion the blade. He knows how to pick out a valuable mineral as dwarves are born into knowing different ores and stones. This is part of his dwarven heritage.
Being a dwarf, Thorin can withstand heavy loads and extreme weather conditions. Walking up a mountain with a heavy pack on his back does not hinder him in any way.
Thorin's weakness may be his stubbornness. He can be cankerous and show great contempt to elves especially. Old memories cause him to shrink somewhat into himself and harbour grudges long past. These may affect the journey and any future relations with elves. The gold sickness suffered by his grandfather may also have rubbed off onto Thorin. Dwarves adore gold. It is in their blood, so naturally Thorin will be drawn to any gold object. Whether, it be coin or jewellery, Thorin may become susceptible to the gold sickness.
Abilities:
Thorin is skilled with both blade and axe. Both he uses in battle against his foes. His dwarven sword, "Deathless" he uses to hack the arm off the Pale Orc, Azog during the battle of Azanulbizar. A quick thinker in battle, Thorin is good with strategy and can think where he enemy will strike next and delivering the killing blow.
He wears his signature Durin battle armour, which he wore since the beginning when he sat by his father and grandfather at Erebor. The plate armour can protect him from most blows from axe or sword. Although, it is not impenetrable as he was wounded by Warg and Orc attack in the past. It deflects most arrows but a deadly shot could pass through the plates, injuring him.
Thorin is a natural leader. Accompanying the thirteen dwarves and Bilbo Baggins, the hobbit on their journey. He can make decisions and give orders when needed. Commanding an army during the attack by Smaug, he was but a young prince in charge of a whole battalion of dwarven soldiers. Never giving in, Thorin's honour and his family ties keep him firmly fixed on reclaiming Erebor. No matter what the cost. His loyalty towards his kin never dwindles as he'd protect his company with his life. He gained some of that leadership by helping his grandfather while living up in the Blue Mountains. Helping his exiled kin, he soon found use of protecting those whom he cared most for.
Thorin can speak the language of Westron, which is spoken by Men and also Khuzdul, the ancient Dwarvish language. This can help aid Thorin and his company of their quest if the need arises to speak in those tongues. Adapt with music, Thorin also plays the harp. He can also sing with his fellow dwarves, often participating in song along the road.
His sense of family resides deeply in him, making him a strong ally in battle. He protects his nephews Fili and Kili with honouring his sister's words to keep them both safe. If anything or anyone attacked his nephews, he'd turn into the battle-hardened warrior and use his berserker rage to defend his kin until the last. A good skill to have in battle is one that carries emotion behind it.
Relationships to Canon Characters: N/A
First Person:
[What in Durin's name is going on? He is aboard some kind of carriage. It is moving as Thorin goes to stare out of the window. Where is he and what is going on? The train lurches suddenly as he grabs onto one of the door hinges as he curses in Khuzdul. He manages to stay on his feet as he hears the screech of breaks as the train begins to slow.
What was that weight within his tunic pocket? He feels the lump and pulls out a shiny pocket watch. What is this doing here and what does it do? He frowns and wants to know who was responsible for putting him aboard this machine. He walks along the corridor of the train and grumbles under his breath.]
What is going on? I demand to know who did this to me!
[The train jolts to a stop as he feels himself bump against the window of the train. He can feel himself becoming angrier by the moment as he doesn't want to be here. Where is the company? Witchcraft. Is this some elaborate joke?]
I am Thorin Oakenshield. Son of Thror, son of Thrain. I demand an explanation as to what is going on. Where am I and what is this place? [His voice comes out rough and bitter.]
Third Person:
He was not going to back down at he faced his enemy. Azog the Defiler sat but a few paces away from where Thorin clung to the tree. His fingers gripped the bark hard so that his knuckles were white. Staring down this great enemy of dwarves, Thorin released his grip from the bark and unsheathed his mighty blade, Orcrist. The elven blade was still very new as it shined in the dim sunlight. It was nearly sunset as he felt his blood pounding within his ears.
Each step he took closed the gap between him and the huge Orc. It felt like time itself had slowed down. Azog sat atop his Warg, hearing it snarling with a sick pleasure. Thorin showed no such emotion. A grim mask spread over the dwarf king's face as he moved into a charge towards his foe. Sword swinging in his clenched palm, he felt the roar of battle stir within his ears as his blood pounded. This was it. He was going to face Azog the Defiler. The Orc sat and mocked him, he leered evilly at him. Calling his grandfather and father cowards. Thorin would not stand for it as he breached the perimeter of the Orc pack and yelled at the top of his lungs. Behind him, Gandalf, Bilbo and his kin. Would he ever see them again?
It all happened so fast. He saw the Warg's teeth come bared at him as he went to swing his sword at the muscled head. Azog laughed deeply as his Warg bit into Thorin's arm and then wrapped around his torso. Pain seared through every nerve in his body as he felt the Warg's teeth pierce through his armour into his flesh. It felt like knives were digging deep into him. A vice like grip. Thorin went to slice at the Warg but he was thrown into the air and landed with a thump onto a nearby rock. He was bleeding badly. Inside as well as out. He could feel the warm tingle of blood as it seeped into his clothes.
Another Orc loomed over head, his blade ready. The order was given to remove the dwarf's head. His vision blurred as he felt blackness ready to overcome him. This was it. He was about to die. He had failed. Erebor would never be reclaimed now. The dwarf king was about to be beheaded by Azog the Defiler. His breathing shallowed as he felt his beating heart begin to fail. One last look at the hobbit, high up in the tree before everything went black.
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Name: Linden
Age: 26
Personal Journal: N/A
E-mail: doctorbanana1@googlemail.com
AIM deatheatercrouch Plurk: ThorinII
CHARACTER
Character Name: Thorin Oakenshield
Canon: The Hobbit
Age: Around 150
Timeline: Just after the eagles land at Beorn's Rock.
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: N/A
Personality:
Thorin is a natural leader by nature, born the grandson of Thror, King Under The Mountain and ruler of Erebor. After the dragon attack, he and his grandfather led their kin to Ered Luin, somewhere safe. The need to reclaim what is rightfully his and his kin's is what drives Thorin into finding and reclaiming Erebor. He has the map and key on his person and would protect both with his life if need be. Being a dwarf, he has the same want and greed for gold and treasure. It is a racial trait seen in many a dwarf and Thorin cannot hide the greed which lies inside of him.Becoming king would do his grandfather's honour gratitude. He yearns for peace and somewhere for his kin to live once more, after being forced out into exile. It has been too long for him and his heart yearns for that more than anything.
Thorin harbours a chip on his shoulder towards both dragons and elves. When King Thranduil abandoned his kin and the dragon Smaug attacked, Thorin's hope of finding an ally within the elves diminished. He never trusted another elf after that incident. His hatred towards anything Elven makes him rather bitter when the subject is raised by one of his kin or the wizard, Gandalf. He is battle-hardened and narrow-minded at times due to his nature and all that he has lost. He can make brash decisions at times, believing that attack would be best over defence; but not at the price of losing any of his kin. He has seen death, and seeing his grandfather beheaded by Azog the Defiler makes Thorin come across as very bitter. He would sacrifice himself to save another if he could.
Becoming Oakenshield at a young age, he is no stranger to facing opponents far stronger than himself. He is incredibly brave by nature because of what he had to face during his younger years as a prince of Erebor. Standing up his enemies, has made him a tough man inside. Yet, the emotions still well up inside if someone mentions those events of his life. Protecting his kin is something that is very strong in Thorin due to his loss. Kili and Fili, his nephews, are prized dearly within his heart and he would fight to the death to protect them above all else. Protecting the line of Durin and being a good uncle is something Thorin strives to be. He is caring dwarf and values his family members and his own kin above everything else. Loyalty and honour is something he prides himself in.
Thorin is proud of his dwarven heritage and often mentions Durin by name in conversation. Either using it in curse or praising Durin's folk. Thorin enjoys a good song by the fire with his kin and also a drop of ale. You can find the softer, gentler side of him while he is in song by a roaring fire and recanting the tales of old. His love for music and song makes him a pleasant fellow to be around on and off the battlefield.
Thorin does have manners but can be brash when speaking. He does tolerate those who are above him but just barely. His stubborn nature somewhat causes him to be rude at times; especially, towards Gandalf and Lord Elrond. He does not mean to come across as rude, but protecting the map and Erebor against others who would wish it for themselves, makes Thorin defensive overall. He can come across as a commanding and rather intimidating presence, especially towards Bilbo. He often uses his superiority to win through situations and command the company on their journey. Courageous and honourable above all else, Thorin can be majestic in how he handles matters, whether it be in battle or travelling, he always looks out for his own and protects them above all else. He can have a foul temper and sometimes can make rash decisions concerning their quest- as he has a fixed mind set on what to believe in.
History: Here is a good reference: http://lotr.wikia.com/wiki/Thorin_II_Oakenshield
Strengths/Weaknesses:
One of Thorin's strengths is his ability to lead. His majestic demeanour may help with this, as he leads the company during the quest to the Lonely Mountain. He has a good, strong voice and demeanour to lead thirteen dwarves and a hobbit towards their goal. His status also grants him the ability to order others in tasks or certain situations. Thorin is a an accomplished warrior. Being trained at a young age, he can defend himself and others against most threats set against him. He uses his sword and axe and has a good, fighting arm.
Thorin is a skilled blacksmith. We glimpse a scene of him beating a hammer against a sword during the film. He is no doubt crafting a sword, using his strength and skill to fashion the blade. He knows how to pick out a valuable mineral as dwarves are born into knowing different ores and stones. This is part of his dwarven heritage.
Being a dwarf, Thorin can withstand heavy loads and extreme weather conditions. Walking up a mountain with a heavy pack on his back does not hinder him in any way.
Thorin's weakness may be his stubbornness. He can be cankerous and show great contempt to elves especially. Old memories cause him to shrink somewhat into himself and harbour grudges long past. These may affect the journey and any future relations with elves. The gold sickness suffered by his grandfather may also have rubbed off onto Thorin. Dwarves adore gold. It is in their blood, so naturally Thorin will be drawn to any gold object. Whether, it be coin or jewellery, Thorin may become susceptible to the gold sickness.
Abilities:
Thorin is skilled with both blade and axe. Both he uses in battle against his foes. His dwarven sword, "Deathless" he uses to hack the arm off the Pale Orc, Azog during the battle of Azanulbizar. A quick thinker in battle, Thorin is good with strategy and can think where he enemy will strike next and delivering the killing blow.
He wears his signature Durin battle armour, which he wore since the beginning when he sat by his father and grandfather at Erebor. The plate armour can protect him from most blows from axe or sword. Although, it is not impenetrable as he was wounded by Warg and Orc attack in the past. It deflects most arrows but a deadly shot could pass through the plates, injuring him.
Thorin is a natural leader. Accompanying the thirteen dwarves and Bilbo Baggins, the hobbit on their journey. He can make decisions and give orders when needed. Commanding an army during the attack by Smaug, he was but a young prince in charge of a whole battalion of dwarven soldiers. Never giving in, Thorin's honour and his family ties keep him firmly fixed on reclaiming Erebor. No matter what the cost. His loyalty towards his kin never dwindles as he'd protect his company with his life. He gained some of that leadership by helping his grandfather while living up in the Blue Mountains. Helping his exiled kin, he soon found use of protecting those whom he cared most for.
Thorin can speak the language of Westron, which is spoken by Men and also Khuzdul, the ancient Dwarvish language. This can help aid Thorin and his company of their quest if the need arises to speak in those tongues. Adapt with music, Thorin also plays the harp. He can also sing with his fellow dwarves, often participating in song along the road.
His sense of family resides deeply in him, making him a strong ally in battle. He protects his nephews Fili and Kili with honouring his sister's words to keep them both safe. If anything or anyone attacked his nephews, he'd turn into the battle-hardened warrior and use his berserker rage to defend his kin until the last. A good skill to have in battle is one that carries emotion behind it.
Relationships to Canon Characters: N/A
First Person:
[What in Durin's name is going on? He is aboard some kind of carriage. It is moving as Thorin goes to stare out of the window. Where is he and what is going on? The train lurches suddenly as he grabs onto one of the door hinges as he curses in Khuzdul. He manages to stay on his feet as he hears the screech of breaks as the train begins to slow.
What was that weight within his tunic pocket? He feels the lump and pulls out a shiny pocket watch. What is this doing here and what does it do? He frowns and wants to know who was responsible for putting him aboard this machine. He walks along the corridor of the train and grumbles under his breath.]
What is going on? I demand to know who did this to me!
[The train jolts to a stop as he feels himself bump against the window of the train. He can feel himself becoming angrier by the moment as he doesn't want to be here. Where is the company? Witchcraft. Is this some elaborate joke?]
I am Thorin Oakenshield. Son of Thror, son of Thrain. I demand an explanation as to what is going on. Where am I and what is this place? [His voice comes out rough and bitter.]
Third Person:
He was not going to back down at he faced his enemy. Azog the Defiler sat but a few paces away from where Thorin clung to the tree. His fingers gripped the bark hard so that his knuckles were white. Staring down this great enemy of dwarves, Thorin released his grip from the bark and unsheathed his mighty blade, Orcrist. The elven blade was still very new as it shined in the dim sunlight. It was nearly sunset as he felt his blood pounding within his ears.
Each step he took closed the gap between him and the huge Orc. It felt like time itself had slowed down. Azog sat atop his Warg, hearing it snarling with a sick pleasure. Thorin showed no such emotion. A grim mask spread over the dwarf king's face as he moved into a charge towards his foe. Sword swinging in his clenched palm, he felt the roar of battle stir within his ears as his blood pounded. This was it. He was going to face Azog the Defiler. The Orc sat and mocked him, he leered evilly at him. Calling his grandfather and father cowards. Thorin would not stand for it as he breached the perimeter of the Orc pack and yelled at the top of his lungs. Behind him, Gandalf, Bilbo and his kin. Would he ever see them again?
It all happened so fast. He saw the Warg's teeth come bared at him as he went to swing his sword at the muscled head. Azog laughed deeply as his Warg bit into Thorin's arm and then wrapped around his torso. Pain seared through every nerve in his body as he felt the Warg's teeth pierce through his armour into his flesh. It felt like knives were digging deep into him. A vice like grip. Thorin went to slice at the Warg but he was thrown into the air and landed with a thump onto a nearby rock. He was bleeding badly. Inside as well as out. He could feel the warm tingle of blood as it seeped into his clothes.
Another Orc loomed over head, his blade ready. The order was given to remove the dwarf's head. His vision blurred as he felt blackness ready to overcome him. This was it. He was about to die. He had failed. Erebor would never be reclaimed now. The dwarf king was about to be beheaded by Azog the Defiler. His breathing shallowed as he felt his beating heart begin to fail. One last look at the hobbit, high up in the tree before everything went black.