NOTE: I don't own any characters of the hobbit, just my character you will find throughout this tale of my version of the hobbit. I know the hobbit has been told and retold in different story versions by many writers who like to tell the story in their way. SO this story of the hobbit will be original, but also keep to some parts of the movies in different ares, since some parts of the movies are just to good to leave out! I hope you guys enjoy my version of the hobbit! I am reading and re reading: The Best of Intentions by Etherweil and I read: A Ruby's Shine written by SnowyOwlGoddess! Both are A Thorin Oakenshield x OC love story! Their story is what inspired me to write my version of the hobbit while transforming it into a Thorin Oakenshield Love story! My other Thorin Oakenshield Love story I am working on right now is Chameleon which involves my character Raven! I will leave my note at that, since you lovely people are here for a good story to read! At the end of this story I will have a page where I have notes and you lovely people can give your feedback and comments and questions you might have about this story. OKAY! 'Nough said! Let's get on with the story shall we?
Thorin Oakenshield took in the many odd stares from the many patrons of The Prancing Pony while he and the rest of the Company waited for Gandalf! The time to leave on the quest had come and the blasted Wizard was late. He remembered Gandalf mentioning that he had ran into the person - or Thorin hope it was a person, who the stinking Wizard had chosen to be the Company's burglar.
"What is taking the Wizard so long?" Dwalin grumped to Thorin while they waited.
"I have no idea, but whatever he is doing, it better be worth our delay."
"Oh it is very much worth the delay, my dear Thorin." Approaching the company, a tall man adorned in a grey robe and pointed hat atop his long grey hair smiled down at them with a hint of mischief in his steel grey eyes.
"Care to explain why you took so long?" Thorin practically snapped.
"Just making sure all of our last minute stuff is taken care of." Gandalf smile down at the gathered Dwarves, mischief twinkling in his eyes.
"Hm. And our Burglar?" Thorin pushed. "Where is our Burglar?"
Gandalf only gave Thorin a slight mischievous smile before turning on his heel to stroll out through the door.
"I don't get it." Ori timidly spoke up a few hours into the start of the quest. "What's so big of a deal for Gandalf not telling us about our Burglar?"
"As was our thoughts too, Ori." Fili chimed in.
"No kidding." Kili added. "How does the Wizard expect us to steal the arkenstone from Smaug?"
"Asking nicely, apparently." Fili did an imitation of their unknown burglar asking Smaug for the arkenstone. "'My dear Smaug, I'm the Burglar assigned to The Company of Thorin Oakenshield. May I have the arkenstone back so the grumpy Dwarf King can once again take back his throne and take his place as Erebor's next king so I and his handsome nephews don't have to keep listening to his constant fussing and complaining about reclaiming their homeland.'"
A loud uproarious laughter filled the woods during the trek but all too quickly, the laughter died down when Thorin turned a stern gaze on them.
PPOV
The Dwarves rode through the forest on horseback! Gandalf, the Wizard, was amongst them. The Lead Dwarf was known as Thorin Oakenshield. From what Gandalf had said, the Dwarf was very grumpy and stubborn with eyes as alert as a hawk! The Dwarf held himself with a strong regality. His face was strong and his jawline was defined against a trimmed salt and pepper beard with thin lips set underneath an aquiline nose forming into the bridge of the brow bone below two thick dark eyebrows framing cobalt blue eyes. His body was toned and his clothes defined the muscle of his arms and legs. His broad shoulders he held proudly with a strong back covered halfway by curly tangled raven hair.
Behind Thorin, I assumed was his personal body guard with an equally muscled body - a but more muscular than Thorin's This Dwarf bore thick muscular arms with rolled up sleeves to reveal black ink above his knuckle dusters. He had long brown hair ringed around a bald head inked with more black ink. His face was practically hidden behind his big mustache and beard. But his face was strong just like Thorin's with a more deadly look dancing across his lighter blue eyes as if he could kill someone in mere seconds. His posture - like Thorin's, also bore strength and a sense of duty. A warrior.
The two younger Dwarves who chimed in on the subject of why Gandalf kept the information of their Burglar discreet, rode behind the Warrior Dwarf. These two matched Thorin in looks, but while one had golden blonde hair and cobalt blue eyes, the other one had dark brown eyes and hair with no facial hair, just dark stubble painting his jawline and cheeks. From the way both of these Dwarves had talked while making a joke - and a but of a slight jab, their words sounded as if they were related to Thorin - if memory serves, nephews?
Behind the two young Dwarves, rode a younger Dwarf with short red hair with a cute baby face with a bit of a sweet potato look to him. In his hands he held a journal and a pen. Where a lot of these Dwarves had weapons, this younger Dwarf only had a sling tied to a short stick just ting out to either side like a V. From the way the younger Dwarf talked and carried himself, he came off as shy and timid - a scholar who carefully chose his words. The Dwarf beside the younger Dwarf wore a floppy hat with dark hair jutting out in different places from his face and head. He was the other one who had joined in the joke and laughter when the two young Dwarves in front of the younger one had chided in with the laughing and the comment of why Gandalf kept his lips tightly sealed when asked about the burglar. Like the two young Dwarves in front of him, the Dwarf with the floppy hat also came off as a class clown.
Speaking of Gandalf, the Wizard rode beside an Elder Dwarf with short white hair and a long white beard with another Elder Dwarf on the opposite side of the short white haired Dwarf while all three of them rode behind a Dwarf that looked as if he loved food way too much and a Dwarf with an axe in his head, joined by a third Dwarf with a big red beard braided with different gold plaits and beads. Flanking Gandalf and the two Elder Dwarves, a Dwarf with weird hair in an odd shape rode beside one more Elder Dwarf. All of the Dwarves looked to pose a warrior air about them except for the youngest Dwarf with the book and pen in his hands.
Gandalf scanned the trees once in a while once the horses stepped foot into the ornate forest bordering the edge of Bree overlooking the lush green hills of the border of The Shire. The Wizard discreetly scanned the tree line for the company's Burglar while listening to the Dwarves make comments of the Burglar the Wizard had found. Eyes locked on the company and the Dwarves while ears listened to the different remarks.
"I wonder if our Burglar is a male or female."
"Better not be female. Washing clothes is the only thing our burglar will be doing if indeed a female."
"Why should it matter what gender our Burglar is? The only thing that should matter is the fact our burglar threw aside a normal life to join to the company to aid Uncle on the quest."
"I hope our Burglar is nice. I wonder what his or her name is."
"I was wondering that as well. Should we start coming up with different names?"
"Names don't matter right now! Not until we officially meet our supposed Burglar!" Thorin spat.
"We can still come up with male names if our Burglar is a male and girl names if our burglar ends up being a female."
"Oooh! That sounds like a good idea. But there are thousand of names for males and females. It will take hours!"
"No it won't! Our Burglar is keeping himself or herself at a distance and watching from within the shadows. So lets come up with a male and female name that will discreetly relate to our burglar's stealthy ability."
"That works. It will be much easier to come up with a name now that we know the list is narrowed down to a certain number of names."
"Okay then. Let's begin!"
Thorin let out a sigh. "Why do I bother giving orders if no one listens to them?"
"We do listen to your orders, Uncle!" Fili exclaimed.
"We just want to come up with a name for our Burglar since we don't know his or her name due to not meeting him or her yet!" added Kili.
Thorin knew his order was in vain but let the Dwarves banter back and forth about what name to give their Burglar.
"Okay, let's begin."
Many of the Dwarves hollered out different names!
"Shade!"
"Blackness-!"
"No that one's stupid! We need a name that can be for either a female or a male!"
"Fine! Then how about Dusk?!"
"No, we need something that refers to our burglar being discreet!"
"I guess Gloom is out of the question?"
"Gloom sounds more of a word explaining someone being upset!"
"What about Penumbra?"
"Speak up Ori!"
"Ori suggested Penumbra!"
"Pen - what?!"
"Penumbra is another word referring to partial darkness due to the obstruction of light rays!"
"This one may be a bit far fetched, but what about Umbra?!"
"Definitely not! Umbra means a time or place of little or no light!"
On and on the names went!
"Can someone help out by giving a name for our burglar that is discreet that says it all?!"
"What about Shadow?!"
Silence hung over the whole company while they mulled that name over.
"That sounds-"
"PERFECT!" Fili and Kili exclaimed in unison.
"Shadow it is!"