Overall Summary: You are the oldest of the Durins and you live your life happily until the day Smaug attacks. That is the day when you lost the trust of your little brother, Thorin.
Chapter Summary: During the battle for Moria, you realize that a lot has changed and when Frerin tries to talk to you, you run only to be confronted at a certain hobbit hole 142 years later.
A/n: Once again, TA stands for Third Age followed by the year and although it is more canonically correct with the timeline, the dwarves look the same age they do in the movie. Also I really liked this idea which is why I’m updating it within the 24 hours that I posted it. Also just google Frerin and look for a Gerard Butler one so that would’ve give you an idea of what he looks like. This chapter is confrontation with Frerin and then the next is probably with Thorin. Also, you save a lot of lives in this because you’re a bad ass. Okay. Bye lol
let your hair loose and put your helmet on. You had been living peacefully with
Nain for the past 29 years. He had welcomed you with open arms and even given
you a room in the royal wing. He was confused as to why you were there and you
explained what had happened and he accepted everyone in with open arms.
Thror had asked for warriors to join him in reclaiming Moria and while you no
longer spoke to your family, you still wanted to help. When brought up to Nain,
he refused. You were apart of the royal family and you could not risk your life
for this quest. That caused you to sneak into the armory and hide with the rest
of the soldiers.
journey to Moria was long, but worth it. The night before you had met the
dwarves from Ered Luin. You had spotted your brothers, but avoided them or
anyone from the blue mountains. You did not risk the chance of being
look up as a dwarf with a Mohawk sits next to you.
are you wearing your armor lad?” he asks and you don’ want to answer him
knowing that your voice would give you away. “He’s a mute. Has been since the
day he was born,” another dwarf says and you thank Durin that Gilrin was a good
friend of yours. He had been the first to welcome you and has been by your side
since you got to the iron hills.
the armor?” the Mohawk asks. “Trust issues. I’m Gilrin son of Jorin,” the other
dwarf says, “and this is Fallan son of Galdon.”
son of fundin,” the dwarf says and you shake his proffered hand. It’s then that
you realize exactly how much you’ve missed out on. This dwarf was your cousin
and Balin’s little brother. As the two males continue their talking, you begin
to wonder how much has changed.
Dis finally start courting Vili? Did Thorin and Frerin find a beautiful
dwarrowdam to court? All these questions ran through your head as you try to
get a good night’s rest before heading into Moria.
were severely outnumbered. It was absolutely tragic. You tried to keep an eye
on your little brothers, but you had lost Thorin in the fight. You bring your
sword up, blocking one of the orcs and you can hear another one coming up
behind you but you can’t do anything about it. You hear the one behind you stop
with a squelching noise and you behead the one in front of you. You turn to
find Dwalin, pulling out his ax.
Dwalin,” you say and he looks momentarily stunned before picking up his fight.
You see Frerin being attacked from the front and an orc sneaking up from behind
him. You pull your bow out and notch an arrow. You knew it was going to give
you away, but you did not care. You pull back and let it go soaring into the
air, embedding itself into the orc. Frerin immediately turns around after
killing his orc, ready to attack. You notice the frown on his face and he
realizes that the orc is no long there. He bends down and plucks out the arrow
from the orc and you take that as a cue to move away.
stand by your cousin Fundin and you got his back well he had yours. The pair of
you continue to fight back to back until a sudden roar pierces the air. You
turn to find the pale orc holding a head and you know, by the crown gracing it,
it is your grandfather.
You scream, trying to move forward to get to the pale orc. A hand stops you,
“no y/n! You mustn’t. You must stay here. You will only get yourself killed and
we do not need another royal to be lost,” Fundin states and you look at your
cousin confused. “The arrows gave you away, lass and the beads. Now fight
alongside me?” he asks and you nod.
both of you continue fighting until you hear yet another scream. Its Azog
facing off against Thorin and it looks like Thorin cut off his arm. Azog
retreats slowly, screaming. And the orcs follows. You see Thorin leading a
charge and that gives you renewed vigor. A few hours later, the battle is
finally over. You take a seat next to Fundin on a large rock, tired and worn
out. You rest your back against his, taking off your helmet. You no longer care
if you’re spotted.
you hear a voice call out and you open your eyes to find Dwalin making his way
towards you. He goes to kneel in front of his father with an older dwarf right
behind him. “Y/n?” Balin asks as he spots you. You turn to look at him and man
he’s gotten older. “Hello Balin,” you tell him tiredly.
know this lass?” Dwalin asks. “This is the princess. Thrain’s oldest,” Balin
says kneeling by your side and taking your hands in his. “You’ve gotten older,”
you say. “It has been 29 years since I saw you last so,” he shrugs and you
smile. “Where is Thorin and Frerin and my father?” you ask him. “Frerin and
Thorin are looking for survivors. They’re both fine, your father however. It
seems that he has disappeared,” Balin informs and that makes you sit up
straighter. “What do you mean disappear?” you ask him. “We cannot find him and
his body is nowhere to be found,” he tells you and you stand, putting your
helmet back on to help with the search.
Frerin says walking up to his brother. “What is it Frerin?” he asks, looking
around. “Look at what I found,” Frerin says, holding up the arrow that he
pulled out of the orc that was going to kill him.
stops and looks at the arrow and up at his brother confused. “It’s an arrow
Frerin,” Thorin tells him, going back to looking for survivors. “A dwarvish
arrow. What dwarf uses arrows?” Frerin asks excitedly.
sighs and looks at his brother. “There are many dwarfs that use arrows. That
could belong to anyone,” Thorin says, trying not to sound hopeful. He missed
you a lot, but he was still angry at the fact that you left your family behind.
this is the arrow father gave to y/n on her name day,” Frerin argues and Thorin
looks away and Frerin remembers that he wouldn’t know. “The Durin runes are
engraved into the arrowhead,” Frerin says, showing him the arrowhead.
she was here or not does not matter. She left our family. She made her decision
and she left,” Thorin says, anger bubbling up. Frerin sighs.
since you left, Thorin had been more serious and grumpy than ever. He took his
role as the prince more seriously and he no longer had time for his siblings
and became less family oriented. Things went downhill from the minute you left.
Dis cried for you every night for the first year and boy did he miss you.
walks away and Frerin looks around, trying to see if he can find you.
Unknowingly, Thorin was doing the same thing but with the bodies on the ground.
He sees Balin walking with another dwarf. Maybe he knows where y/n. He makes
his way over to them and calls for Balin.
dwarves turn and his question dies on his lips as he realizes that Balin was
with you. Your eyes widen as you spot your brother and the idea of flight or
fight goes through your head and you choose the former. You turn around and
walk away quickly, trying to excape from your brother.
hear Frerin calling your name, but you continue to ignore him, picking up your
pace and throwing off your helmet. You did not want to meet him again not now.
You spot a battle ram and you take it, wanting to get as far away from here as
possible. As you disappear into the distance, Thorin’s hatred only increases.
knock on the round green door in front of you. Thorin had sent word to the
dwarven kingdoms around middle earth asking for help to reclaim Erebor and by
Durin, you were going to help which is why you were standing in front of this
door opens to reveal a very flustered looking hobbit. “Y/n, at your service,”
you say, bowing and he groans. “How many more of you are there?” he asks,
letting you in. You shrug. “I might have seen three more dwarves behind me,”
you say, taking off your cloak. He groans yet again.
look for a coat hook and you place it there.
Bilbo Baggins,” he says, holding out his hand. You take it from him. “Nice to
meet you,” you say as you hear other movement from the pantry. You look to find
Dwalin and Balin. It has been so long. “Look what the cat dragged up,” you say,
leaning on the entrance. They both turn around.
lass. It’s good to see you,” Balin says, coming up to you and headbutting you.
“Thorin isn’t going to be too pleased,” Dwalin tells you. “You let me worry
about my little brother,” you say. “You mean both of your brothers. Frerin was
not too pleased watching you run away,” Balin says. That makes your cringe. You
expected Thorin to be upset with you, but not Frerin. You should have though,
after all you left them when they need you the most.
is Dis?” you ask. “She was married to Vili and had two sons. One named Fili and
the other named Kili. Fili is in his 80s and Kili in his 70s,” Balin informs
you and you look away guiltily. You had not seen your sister in 171 years and
it’s bringing up memories., memories that you missed so much. You’re pretty
sure you still have the dress that you bought back in Dale that faithful day.
but you are interrupted by a knock on the door. You try to listen turn as Bilbo
opens it the door. They’re probably the three dwarves you saw earlier. “Fili,” one
says. “Frerin,” the other says and that makes your heart speed up a bit. “And
Kili,” who you assume to be the last one says. “At your service,” they all say
together. Of course he would come with his nephews. You sink further into the
pantry. Balin gives you a strange look.
you cannot seriously be thinking of hiding?” he asks you as you hear the three
other dwarves make their way into the hobbit hole.
don’t know. I don’t know if I want to go through this now,” you say. Dwalin
exchanges a look with his brother and suddenly you are shoved out into the hall.
You glare at Dwalin and he shrugs looking at the food.
you hear a voice ask and you turn to find just Frerin standing there, but there
are hurried footsteps and he is soon joined by a blonde and brunette. “It can’t
be Aunt y/n, can it uncle?” the blonde asks but Frerin ignores him just staring
at you and that makes you squirm.
Kili come on,” Dwalin says, grabbing the two brothers and dragging them into
the room. “Bilbo is there a private place we could talk?” you ask the hobbit.
He nods. “Just keep on going straight through this hall and there’s a spare
room at the end.”
follow his instructions with your brother following behind. You enter the room
and take a seat. You look at Frerin and he doesn’t look too happy to see you.
You just sit there awkwardly for a few minutes before you break the silence.
mad,” you states. “Oh I’m beyond mad. I am pissed,” he growls out pacing.
been 142 years-,”
ran away from me like a damn coward! You ran away from us because you are a
coward!” he shouts, pointing his finger at you. “I left because of Thorin! You
have no idea what he did to me. What he put me through!” you shout back also
chose to let that get to you. You could’ve ignored it, but you let it get to
you! You are weak and you sure as hell do not belong on this quest!”
think it’s just about that? You think I left because of that? He let amad die!
I could’ve rescued her, but he stopped me from doing so and he let her die. You
think that you know me, little brother you are sorely mistaken. The one person
that kept this family together is the one person that he let die and that’s why
I left. Look, you can hate me all you want, but I came her for one reason and
one reason only: to take back the home that was stolen from us. If you and
Thorin have a problem with that then you have to deal with it,” you tell him,
exiting the room and not hearing Frerin’s whispered, “I could never hate you.”
the extended edition behind the scenes are so great! Gets me all pumped up to draw hobbit fanart. Billy is so funny as Dain. The first one is if Thrain took his sons on a diplomatic trip to the Iron hills. The second is just that part of Billy’s personality in Dain.