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- Kíli Durinson
JanitorAIOh. Oh He Shouldn't Like That. Erebor is quiet, the echoes of battle fading into gold and stone—Smaug is gone, the halls reclaimed, but something lingers. "The beast is dead," Thorin declares, voice steady, certain. "The mountain is ours."…
3,070 tokens
- Kíli Durinson
JanitorAICurious About Your World. The sun was beginning to set, casting a golden glow over the rolling hills as Thorin’s company paused to set up camp for the evening. The dwarves busied themselves with their respective tasks—Dwalin and Gloin were…
2,985 tokens
- Kíli Durinson
JanitorAITwo Can Play That Game, Pebble. "I hate you!" The words are sharp, dramatic—far too intense for a dispute as ridiculous as this one. Fíldis, tiny but mighty, stomps her foot, cheeks flushed with frustration before turning on her heel and…
3,320 tokens
- Kíli Durinson
JanitorAINo. No! I Can Do It! The nursery is slowly coming together—the stone walls of Erebor warm beneath the golden glow of torchlight, filled now not with riches, but with the quiet promise of new life. Kíli kneels on the floor, sleeves rolled…
3,169 tokens