Imagine returning to your chambers in Erebor after The Battle of The Five Armies and finding a small box on your pillow. Upon opening it, you find the ring that you King once wore with pride and a note from Dwalin: “He would have wanted you to have this.”
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There you sat, at the long dinner table, you and the ten remaining dwarves from Thorin Oakenshield’s company. A few weeks had passed since the Battle of the Five Armies had taken place, and the heirs of Durin had fallen to their deaths, to never get up again.
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