Tiny infant and toddler Gloin whose life goal seemed to be to tug on and interact with EVERYTHING he could. Hair. Noses. Clothes. He once grabbed Groin’s nose ring and wouldn’t let go for 20 minutes. Haban laughed a lot.

AWWW. Repeating ‘Nohshe!’ in a loud and cheery voice as he yanked on it, I’ll bet. (The Dwarfling loves to point at face-parts this way. She says, “nohshe! Mouw! Eye! Haaaaair! Eeeeeyah!” and I die from the cuteness of it.)

lmao bby Gloin would have been a HELL of a toddler. Proper howling meltdowns in public places, snot and tears everywhere, arching back and throwing himself onto the floor. He has such a mighty temper, it would have taken a little Dwarf a little while to control it!

I really really love Narvi and Haban’s friendship as it has developed over the course of Sansukh. I also just love your Narvi. She is awesome. So much awesome. (Also I bet Thrain and many other dwarves are secretly/not so secretly absurdly jealous that Haban is now friends with Narvi.)

Ahhhh thank you so so much, Nonnie! I am so happy you like their friendship! I honestly didn’t plan for them to become such buds, they just quietly decided they were besties after being thrown together a couple of times, and then kindly decided to inform me of the fact 😀

I love their little partnership a hell of a lot. Brisk, super-intelligent, haunted dry and absent-minded Narvi, and canny, sharp-tongued, perceptive, warm and irritable Haban. Besties for ever and ever ❤

(Poor Thrain! I don’t think he’d be jealous – he’s not like that, and he wouldn’t be upset or salty with Haban for gaining Narvi’s friendship. He’d probably realise that he really went about it the wrong way, lol. But yes, I expect there are a few Dwarves who look at Haban with dagger eyes these days.)

Hpw do Haban and Dewris get along? Do they sometimes hang out and complain about all the bickering their husbands do, and talk about how proud they are of their kids?

Oooh you made me think quite hard, Nonnie! They’re very different sorts of Dwarves, Haban and Dweris.

Haban is gregarious and chatty, Dweris is not. REALLY not. Haban enjoys the company of others, both as an observer and participator, and Dweris is a bit of a lone wolf. Haban is very streetwise and perceptive, excellent at haggling and at analysing others’ motive and character. Dweris doesn’t bother with that nonsense. At first, when they were thrown together, Haban tried to engage Dweris in conversation, and it all fell a bit flat. Dweris wondered what the hell to say a lot, and ended up humming noncommittally – or grunting for lack of words.

They do respect each other a lot, though. Haban is openly and frankly appreciative of Dweris’ vaunted fighting abilities. Dweris is amazingly kickass, after all. And Dweris is quietly very impressed by how Haban can see right to the core of a problem or argument – and has actually said aloud how astonishing an Axe-dancer Haban is. Four axes at once! That is incredible.

There’s also the shared experience they have for the manner of their passing. Both were Burned Dwarves of Azanulbizar. There’s a lot of fellow-understanding there, even if it is unsaid. Both of them left their children behind in the living world, half-grown. That engenders a lot of sympathy for each other.

Plus they both get irritated with their husbands’ brotherly bickering. Dweris’ method is to give Fundin the longest, most unimpressed look you can possibly imagine (the one Dwalin has inherited – remember the toilet in Laketown? That’s the look). Haban is more likely to say something along the lines of ‘SHUT UP, YOU PAIR OF CHILDREN, Mahal save me, no wonder Oin and Gloin squabble so, they got it from you two!’

If they share a beer or two in these later days, it’s probably in silence. Haban will say something aloud, not expecting an answer. Dweris will grunt in agreement. They will both take a sip and nod in unison. Haban will top up their glasses, and Dweris will fill her pipe.

Thank you for putting so many awesome ladies and lady friendships in Sansukh! It’s nice to see that not only are there lots of rad women, they actually interact with each other! And support each other!

It is my unashamed and total delight to do so, Nonnie. I am so fond of them all, seriously. The sibling relationship between Bomfris and Baris just makes me wanna roll around happily, as does Dis’ very different friendships with Orla and Thira. Heck yeah Dwarrowdams! 🙂

(my fave unexpected friendship is actually turning out to be Haban and Narvi!)

What were the company’s families thinking, watching the quest? Were Fundin and Groin arguing over whose sons were better at killing goblins? Zhori wishing she could knock Dori and Nori’s heads together? I imagine it could have been a very frustrating experience, watching that journey.

Yes, VERY frustrating, Nonnie! It’d take too long to cover absolutely everything – there are a lot of moments during the quest that would affect different parents more than others, for example, and to detail them all would be exhausting. So here’s some brief overviews of how they acted for the majority of the time.

Fundin and Groin TOTALLY argued. Fundin and Groin ALWAYS argue. Unless someone attacks them/their loved ones. Then they turn it all onto that person like a spotlight, hahaha! BETTER RUN, THE SONS OF FARIN ARE COMING.

(aaaaand Fundin won that particular time. Well, it’s Dwalin. Awesome as Oin and Gloin are, Dwalin is sorta a one-Dwarf army!)

Dweris and Haban watched their boys with approval. And their husbands with exasperation. Who were the children here? URGH.

Zhori watched with annoyance, mostly, her lips pursed. Silly boys. And who is doing Ori’s hair these days, tcch. He looks like a mushroom!

Genna and Bomfur were very proud. Their lads were doing a good thing. (though Genna worries a bit). And they passed the time by commenting on everything and making off-colour jokes.

Nain and Daeris were tense. Oh dear Mahal, no. Not another battle, not another bloody summons. Family reunions are not exactly that family’s forte.

Bomris was quiet and worried, her hands wringing. Kifur was hopeful, and tried to reassure her.

Vili watched with a mixture of pride, irritation, and desperate concern. Pair of little terrors. Good shot, that’s my boy! OH, you pair of ragamuffins. Oooh, nice move. Your mother would skin you for that! No – no, pay attention to – oh, now you’ve done it. Stop being so much like me and keep your mind on the job, are you trying to get yourself killed?

Thrain and Fris, of course, worried constantly. But under that worry lay a tiny thread of desperate hope: will Thorin succeed where we all failed?

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Why the fuck did this turnout sideways? I dunno. Well, have a hug with Haban and her sons when Gloin enters the halls of Mahal.

Ahhhhhhhh it is wonderful! I love it!

Sooo much beard envy, omfg. Haban’s faaace! They are gorgeous, ahhh, those braids! Gloin! Oin!! Haban!!!

Thank you so much!

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Groin and Haban from Sansukh. He’s trying reeeeally hard to smile and be happy for Gimli…even if he loves an elf.

POOR GROIN hahahahaha, oh dear! I love it! His beard! HER BEARD. Damn serious beard respect for this family, whoa. Gloin makes so much sense now ❤