(tbh, I think Dori is a LOT more indulgent with the whirlwind of imagination and mayhem that is Gimizh than he should be. Perhaps he can’t help it. He just can’t bring himself to follow through on all his outraged threats and punishments, no matter what Gimizh has done to deserve them this time around. He can’t even look at the lad without the memories: a small, mischievous, light-fingered and red-headed tyke, with a sly gappy grin and adventure deep in his heart.)
He really, REALLY is. He lets Frerinith chew on his hair as much as he likes, and he is always ready to step between Balinith and anything that hurts him. Always, always, always. 🙂
They would too, the pack of cheeky opportunists. They’d probably tell that he needs to improve upon perfectly good batches, just to get their sticky little mitts on more lollies.
LOL, okay… welp, there are three Thorins in Sansukh.
Thorin Oakenshield, determined dogged dead schmoopy leader, crafter and brooder extraordinaire.
Thorin Stonehelm, son of Dain and Thira, new King of Erebor, Awkward Butterknife.
Wee Thorin Dwalinul, son of Orla Longaxe and Dwalin, eldest of three brothers, long-suffering Gimizh-wrangler and Elf-Whisperer.
I know, I KNOW – but I differentiate them by always referring to Thorin Stonehelm as ‘the Stonehelm’, Dwalin’s boy as ‘Wee Thorin’ (poor little guy lol), and our Thorin as just plain ‘Thorin.’ I couldn’t resist having Dwalin name his firstborn after his best friend, even though Dain had already done that long before. So yeah, sorry for the confusion, Nonnie!
Aw Yiss 