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Character Number: This would be my first
Character: Kíli (of Durin’s Folk)
Source: The Hobbit, mostly Peter Jackson’s movies but drawing a little from Tolkien’s work for culture and history.
Appearance: This cutie.
History: Here though this link does contain spoilers for the end of the movie trilogy if you've not read the book.
Timeline: End of The Desolation of Smaug, just after Tauriel heals him from the Morgul poisoning. Still in bad shape but he’s not dying.
Personality: Perhaps Kíli’s most defining trait is his loyalty to those he cares about, especially his family and especially his uncle Thorin. Almost everything Kíli does is to impress, please, or aid his uncle in some way. Part of him knows that Thorin loves him regardless of if he’s a perfect nephew, but a larger part of Kíli is afraid that if he screws up too badly, he’ll lose his uncle. He knows that it’s silly, he really does, but he’s barely the Dwarvish equivalent of an eighteen year old boy and it’s hard not to worry sometimes, especially given Thorin’s temper. Still, in nearly everything that could possibly come up, Kíli will defer to Thorin regardless of his own opinions. He may disagree, but his uncle is more important. Family in general is more important to Kíli than himself and he always wants to make sure they’re safe and getting what they deserve. Fíli may be the older one who looks after his younger brother, but Kíli will do anything he can to help his brother in anyway possible. He would never want his brother to give up something to help him, even if Kíli needed it, because his brother is their uncle’s heir and the oldest while Kíli’s the wild child. (To be fair, they’re both a little wild but Kíli is known for being the reckless brother while Fíli is very obviously the more sensible of the two. Not that that’s saying much.) Part of that, though, also comes from being the younger brother. No younger sibling likes being babied by their older siblings, and Kíli’s no different. He appreciates his brother’s concern but really, he’s fine, don’t get out of the boat, go with Thorin to Erebor, he’ll catch up later.
This loyalty extends to his friends and people Thorin trusts. Kíli’s loyalty to his family will always trump his loyalty to someone else, of course, but he’s not afraid to jump in and help a friend who’s in hot water. It’s not that hard to earn his friendship and loyalty, though that doesn’t mean he’ll consider you a close friend easily (Dwarves are a private, insular people after all, and Kíli is Dwarf). Put up with his antics, prove yourself in someway, and you’ve got a Dwarf who’ll slice a Troll’s ankle to get you out of trouble. Once you’ve got his loyalty, almost nothing with break it and if you’re family you are stuck with him for practically forever. It would take a huge disaster of a screw up for Kíli to no longer consider you a friend and even then he might be able to forgive you. Granted, as a Dwarf he’s also naturally stubborn so it won’t be easy to earn his forgiveness but it is possible.
As a young Dwarf (seventy-seven is barely of age for Dwarves), Kíli is filled with a particular exuberance. He’s excited to see and do things and he went on the Quest eager to fight Orcs and other monsters, partially because he wanted to prove to his uncle that he made a good decision allowing Kíli, the second youngest of the Line of Durin, on the Quest but also because he’s never really fought them before. He’s left Ered Luin on trips to other lands before, but these trips were all on the western side of the Misty Mountains, an area that at the time wasn’t exactly riddled with Orcs and Goblins. All he knows of them are stories and the occasional two or three Orc raiding party that was easy to fend off; he’s a bit like the young American men who enlisted in war in the early 20th century, the men who thought going to Europe in the war would be noble and they would come back heroes. He even joked about Orcs with Fíli, amused by Bilbo’s reaction. Like those young men, his first real encounter with the enemy leaves Kíli a little more wary and a little shaken. It takes a lot to really bring Kíli down though, such as near death experiences, and he bounced back from that experience fairly quickly. He no longer jokes about Orc raids, but he’s still excited to be on the Quest with his family and friends. He just knows that they’re going to get back the Mountain and that Thorin will be a great King and that everything will work out just fine for everyone. He has that youthful sense of immortality and invincibility, even after being injured by a poisonous arrow. The idea that he or anyone on the Quest could die is one he refuses to entertain. Because of this and his die-hard loyalty to his family and friends, Kíli comes off as a bit reckless and while he’ll joke about it, he really doesn’t deny it. He is. It’s a fact. Why else would Dís make him promise to come home?
An interesting thing to note about Kíli is that although he was raised in a typical Dwarf family and has been surrounded by Dwarven culture since he was born, there are a few areas where he differs greatly from the typical Dwarf. Because of various incidents in their history (both recent and ancient), Dwarves dislike Elves as a whole and generally don’t think much of the other Free People either. They are very secretive and insular, protective of their culture and themselves. Kíli was raised with this private culture and he naturally respects and honors it. However, unlike pretty much every Dwarf ever, Kíli has almost no problems with non-Dwarves. He doesn’t necessarily respect them and their culture, at least not right off the bat, but he doesn’t see anything wrong with befriending people of other races. Given time, he can come to respect a non-Dwarf’s culture, or at least respect that their culture is as important to them as Dwarf culture is to him. The best example of this would be during the Feast of Starlight in Mirkwood. When he asks Tauriel about the feast and she explains what it’s about, he notes that he never saw starlight as all that important. As Tauriel explains what it means to Elves and to her in particular, Kíli listens. He does not dismiss it as Thorin or another Dwarf might have; he even mentions it in conjunction with her later, when he’s delirious from pain.
Tauriel also brings up another aspect of Kíli that is incredibly strange. Kíli finds Elves attractive. This may also extend to the Race of Men and Hobbits but he most certainly admires Elves. Twice, Kíli is seen flirting (or trying to flirt) with Elf-maids, once in Rivendell with a harp player and then later with Tauriel in Mirkwood. Given everyone’s reaction to the incident in Rivendell, it can be assumed that Kíli routinely tries to flirt with pretty girls of any race and has expressed interest in and admiration for Elves previously as Dwalin, basically a Dwarf’s Dwarf, just gives him a look and teases him when he can’t tell the difference between a male Elf and a female Elf. Still, this is largely unheard of in Dwarves. What’s even more unheard of is a Dwarf, particularly one of Durin’s Line, actually falling for an Elf as Kíli has with Tauriel. He’s well aware that it’s hopeless, though, as Elves and Dwarves really aren’t meant to mix like that.
So far no explanation has been offered for Kíli’s fascination with Elves but I have my own. Kíli, when compared to any other Dwarf in the Company, is the most un-Dwarf-like. Dwarves typically have larger noses and stronger features than the other Free People and they pride themselves on their beards and braids; think Gimli, Dwalin, or even Kíli’s brother Fíli, all of whom have some if not all of the aforementioned traits. Most Dwarves use an axe, a sword, or some other close range weapon such as a pike or club.
And then there’s Kíli. He has no braids at all, prefers his bow to a melee weapon, has no facial hair except for a little stubble (likely a personal, practical choice), and has features more suited to a Man than a Dwarf, softer and less heavy-set. As we know that Kíli is one of the youngest members of the party (possibly the youngest, depending on Ori’s age) and that Gimli is younger than he is and yet (in his father’s locket) already looked more like a Dwarf than Kíli did at the time, I’ve taken this to mean that Kíli is a little insecure. In fact, it’s likely that he was compared to Elves as an insult given his looks and his preference for the bow, a typically Elvish weapon. However, given that Dwarves maintain that their maker (Aulë, who they call Mahal) created each Dwarf as they were meant to be, Kíli has taken this to mean that he is meant to look like he does and like what he likes and if that’s the case than clearly the Elves aren’t all that bad either. Besides, he genuinely does find them attractive, their outward delicate appearance such a contrast to a Dwarf’s stout, sturdy body that it’s hard not to be intrigued. Falling in love with one...that was an accident. He is reckless, after all.
Abilities: >Archery
>Arrow-crafting
>Swordfighting
>General hand-to-hand combat skills to some degree
>Survival skills including hunting, fishing, horseback riding, skinning, etc.
>Crafting. This is actually headcanon as we never see or hear of Kíli crafting much of anything but as Dwarves are kind of known for crafting I headcanon that Kíli in particular is learning the art of jewelry making and woodworking (he’s an archer, after all) with some training in weaponsmithing as well.
Inventory: The shirt, trousers, boots, and underthings he was wearing in Lake-town and the green runestone given to him by his mother.
Prose Sample: "Come on, Fíli!" Kíli was several steps ahead of his brother, laughing as night fell. Ever since crossing the border into…the Shire, was it? Ever since crossing the border into this peaceful, green place, Kíli’s mood had been as bright as day. It was strange; there wasn’t any particular reason for it, except for perhaps the sunshine and the smells of cooking everywhere they went, but just being in the Shire seemed to make Kíli twenty years younger. "Gandalf said this Boggins fellow is expecting us, and he has food! Real, cooked food, for free!" It had been way too long since either of them had decent food, the inns between the Shire and Dunland being particularly bad (Kíli was never agreeing to escort merchants that way again).
Fíli said something in response, probably something boring or responsible (Kíli hated it when Fíli acted responsible, pulling the elder brother card and everything) but Kíli wasn’t listening. He knew Fíli felt like he had to take Thorin’s place when their uncle was elsewhere, but he really didn’t need to. Kíli was seventy-seven, after all. More than old enough to handle himself in most situations that didn’t involve bears or wild boars or flooded streams and fast moving currents. So what if he was excited to finally be off on Thorin’s Quest? Fíli was as well and Kíli could see it. He was just better at pretending not to be.
Journal Sample: [Kíli is looking a little better than when he first attempted to use the mirrors. He’s actually succeeding at using it properly, for starters, and he looks a little less like death. Still pretty bad, though. He manages a sort of half-smile at the mirror, clearly unsure about this whole "talking into the mirror" thing. When he first starts speaking, he’s a little…stiff. Uncomfortable.]
I’ve no idea how this is supposed to work, but as it did last time I guess it will work again. [His smile widens and he brightens up a bit] I am Kíli, son of Dís, at your service.
[He nods a little at the mirror, trying very hard not to thinking about how weird it is to introduce himself without either Fíli going first or introducing his brother right after him. Where is Fíli, anyway? Or Bard’s children, for that matter. He knows they were all there in the house with him, or at least he thinks they were. Morgul poison kind of messes with your mind. He’s also a little thankful he still feels lousy. He’s less likely to embarrass himself or his family when he really doesn’t feel like himself.
Still smiling, though a little dimmer and more awkward, he continues.]
I don’t recall much of anything from my arrival, but I wanted to thank those who helped me…and ask if anyone has seen my brother. [Kíli looks at the mirror a little desperately] He’s a Dwarf, like me, only blond and a bit shorter. His name is Fíli. [There’s a little hesitation before he goes ahead] Or perhaps an Elf, named Tauriel? If anyone knows anything about either, let me know.
[Okay, now how do you tell the mirror you’re done...it takes a second or two, but eventually Kíli’s reflection fades]
Player DW:
fae_of_the_roseContact: PM
Character Number: This would be my first
Character: Kíli (of Durin’s Folk)
Source: The Hobbit, mostly Peter Jackson’s movies but drawing a little from Tolkien’s work for culture and history.
Appearance: This cutie.
History: Here though this link does contain spoilers for the end of the movie trilogy if you've not read the book.
Timeline: End of The Desolation of Smaug, just after Tauriel heals him from the Morgul poisoning. Still in bad shape but he’s not dying.
Personality: Perhaps Kíli’s most defining trait is his loyalty to those he cares about, especially his family and especially his uncle Thorin. Almost everything Kíli does is to impress, please, or aid his uncle in some way. Part of him knows that Thorin loves him regardless of if he’s a perfect nephew, but a larger part of Kíli is afraid that if he screws up too badly, he’ll lose his uncle. He knows that it’s silly, he really does, but he’s barely the Dwarvish equivalent of an eighteen year old boy and it’s hard not to worry sometimes, especially given Thorin’s temper. Still, in nearly everything that could possibly come up, Kíli will defer to Thorin regardless of his own opinions. He may disagree, but his uncle is more important. Family in general is more important to Kíli than himself and he always wants to make sure they’re safe and getting what they deserve. Fíli may be the older one who looks after his younger brother, but Kíli will do anything he can to help his brother in anyway possible. He would never want his brother to give up something to help him, even if Kíli needed it, because his brother is their uncle’s heir and the oldest while Kíli’s the wild child. (To be fair, they’re both a little wild but Kíli is known for being the reckless brother while Fíli is very obviously the more sensible of the two. Not that that’s saying much.) Part of that, though, also comes from being the younger brother. No younger sibling likes being babied by their older siblings, and Kíli’s no different. He appreciates his brother’s concern but really, he’s fine, don’t get out of the boat, go with Thorin to Erebor, he’ll catch up later.
This loyalty extends to his friends and people Thorin trusts. Kíli’s loyalty to his family will always trump his loyalty to someone else, of course, but he’s not afraid to jump in and help a friend who’s in hot water. It’s not that hard to earn his friendship and loyalty, though that doesn’t mean he’ll consider you a close friend easily (Dwarves are a private, insular people after all, and Kíli is Dwarf). Put up with his antics, prove yourself in someway, and you’ve got a Dwarf who’ll slice a Troll’s ankle to get you out of trouble. Once you’ve got his loyalty, almost nothing with break it and if you’re family you are stuck with him for practically forever. It would take a huge disaster of a screw up for Kíli to no longer consider you a friend and even then he might be able to forgive you. Granted, as a Dwarf he’s also naturally stubborn so it won’t be easy to earn his forgiveness but it is possible.
As a young Dwarf (seventy-seven is barely of age for Dwarves), Kíli is filled with a particular exuberance. He’s excited to see and do things and he went on the Quest eager to fight Orcs and other monsters, partially because he wanted to prove to his uncle that he made a good decision allowing Kíli, the second youngest of the Line of Durin, on the Quest but also because he’s never really fought them before. He’s left Ered Luin on trips to other lands before, but these trips were all on the western side of the Misty Mountains, an area that at the time wasn’t exactly riddled with Orcs and Goblins. All he knows of them are stories and the occasional two or three Orc raiding party that was easy to fend off; he’s a bit like the young American men who enlisted in war in the early 20th century, the men who thought going to Europe in the war would be noble and they would come back heroes. He even joked about Orcs with Fíli, amused by Bilbo’s reaction. Like those young men, his first real encounter with the enemy leaves Kíli a little more wary and a little shaken. It takes a lot to really bring Kíli down though, such as near death experiences, and he bounced back from that experience fairly quickly. He no longer jokes about Orc raids, but he’s still excited to be on the Quest with his family and friends. He just knows that they’re going to get back the Mountain and that Thorin will be a great King and that everything will work out just fine for everyone. He has that youthful sense of immortality and invincibility, even after being injured by a poisonous arrow. The idea that he or anyone on the Quest could die is one he refuses to entertain. Because of this and his die-hard loyalty to his family and friends, Kíli comes off as a bit reckless and while he’ll joke about it, he really doesn’t deny it. He is. It’s a fact. Why else would Dís make him promise to come home?
An interesting thing to note about Kíli is that although he was raised in a typical Dwarf family and has been surrounded by Dwarven culture since he was born, there are a few areas where he differs greatly from the typical Dwarf. Because of various incidents in their history (both recent and ancient), Dwarves dislike Elves as a whole and generally don’t think much of the other Free People either. They are very secretive and insular, protective of their culture and themselves. Kíli was raised with this private culture and he naturally respects and honors it. However, unlike pretty much every Dwarf ever, Kíli has almost no problems with non-Dwarves. He doesn’t necessarily respect them and their culture, at least not right off the bat, but he doesn’t see anything wrong with befriending people of other races. Given time, he can come to respect a non-Dwarf’s culture, or at least respect that their culture is as important to them as Dwarf culture is to him. The best example of this would be during the Feast of Starlight in Mirkwood. When he asks Tauriel about the feast and she explains what it’s about, he notes that he never saw starlight as all that important. As Tauriel explains what it means to Elves and to her in particular, Kíli listens. He does not dismiss it as Thorin or another Dwarf might have; he even mentions it in conjunction with her later, when he’s delirious from pain.
Tauriel also brings up another aspect of Kíli that is incredibly strange. Kíli finds Elves attractive. This may also extend to the Race of Men and Hobbits but he most certainly admires Elves. Twice, Kíli is seen flirting (or trying to flirt) with Elf-maids, once in Rivendell with a harp player and then later with Tauriel in Mirkwood. Given everyone’s reaction to the incident in Rivendell, it can be assumed that Kíli routinely tries to flirt with pretty girls of any race and has expressed interest in and admiration for Elves previously as Dwalin, basically a Dwarf’s Dwarf, just gives him a look and teases him when he can’t tell the difference between a male Elf and a female Elf. Still, this is largely unheard of in Dwarves. What’s even more unheard of is a Dwarf, particularly one of Durin’s Line, actually falling for an Elf as Kíli has with Tauriel. He’s well aware that it’s hopeless, though, as Elves and Dwarves really aren’t meant to mix like that.
So far no explanation has been offered for Kíli’s fascination with Elves but I have my own. Kíli, when compared to any other Dwarf in the Company, is the most un-Dwarf-like. Dwarves typically have larger noses and stronger features than the other Free People and they pride themselves on their beards and braids; think Gimli, Dwalin, or even Kíli’s brother Fíli, all of whom have some if not all of the aforementioned traits. Most Dwarves use an axe, a sword, or some other close range weapon such as a pike or club.
And then there’s Kíli. He has no braids at all, prefers his bow to a melee weapon, has no facial hair except for a little stubble (likely a personal, practical choice), and has features more suited to a Man than a Dwarf, softer and less heavy-set. As we know that Kíli is one of the youngest members of the party (possibly the youngest, depending on Ori’s age) and that Gimli is younger than he is and yet (in his father’s locket) already looked more like a Dwarf than Kíli did at the time, I’ve taken this to mean that Kíli is a little insecure. In fact, it’s likely that he was compared to Elves as an insult given his looks and his preference for the bow, a typically Elvish weapon. However, given that Dwarves maintain that their maker (Aulë, who they call Mahal) created each Dwarf as they were meant to be, Kíli has taken this to mean that he is meant to look like he does and like what he likes and if that’s the case than clearly the Elves aren’t all that bad either. Besides, he genuinely does find them attractive, their outward delicate appearance such a contrast to a Dwarf’s stout, sturdy body that it’s hard not to be intrigued. Falling in love with one...that was an accident. He is reckless, after all.
Abilities: >Archery
>Arrow-crafting
>Swordfighting
>General hand-to-hand combat skills to some degree
>Survival skills including hunting, fishing, horseback riding, skinning, etc.
>Crafting. This is actually headcanon as we never see or hear of Kíli crafting much of anything but as Dwarves are kind of known for crafting I headcanon that Kíli in particular is learning the art of jewelry making and woodworking (he’s an archer, after all) with some training in weaponsmithing as well.
Inventory: The shirt, trousers, boots, and underthings he was wearing in Lake-town and the green runestone given to him by his mother.
Prose Sample: "Come on, Fíli!" Kíli was several steps ahead of his brother, laughing as night fell. Ever since crossing the border into…the Shire, was it? Ever since crossing the border into this peaceful, green place, Kíli’s mood had been as bright as day. It was strange; there wasn’t any particular reason for it, except for perhaps the sunshine and the smells of cooking everywhere they went, but just being in the Shire seemed to make Kíli twenty years younger. "Gandalf said this Boggins fellow is expecting us, and he has food! Real, cooked food, for free!" It had been way too long since either of them had decent food, the inns between the Shire and Dunland being particularly bad (Kíli was never agreeing to escort merchants that way again).
Fíli said something in response, probably something boring or responsible (Kíli hated it when Fíli acted responsible, pulling the elder brother card and everything) but Kíli wasn’t listening. He knew Fíli felt like he had to take Thorin’s place when their uncle was elsewhere, but he really didn’t need to. Kíli was seventy-seven, after all. More than old enough to handle himself in most situations that didn’t involve bears or wild boars or flooded streams and fast moving currents. So what if he was excited to finally be off on Thorin’s Quest? Fíli was as well and Kíli could see it. He was just better at pretending not to be.
Journal Sample: [Kíli is looking a little better than when he first attempted to use the mirrors. He’s actually succeeding at using it properly, for starters, and he looks a little less like death. Still pretty bad, though. He manages a sort of half-smile at the mirror, clearly unsure about this whole "talking into the mirror" thing. When he first starts speaking, he’s a little…stiff. Uncomfortable.]
I’ve no idea how this is supposed to work, but as it did last time I guess it will work again. [His smile widens and he brightens up a bit] I am Kíli, son of Dís, at your service.
[He nods a little at the mirror, trying very hard not to thinking about how weird it is to introduce himself without either Fíli going first or introducing his brother right after him. Where is Fíli, anyway? Or Bard’s children, for that matter. He knows they were all there in the house with him, or at least he thinks they were. Morgul poison kind of messes with your mind. He’s also a little thankful he still feels lousy. He’s less likely to embarrass himself or his family when he really doesn’t feel like himself.
Still smiling, though a little dimmer and more awkward, he continues.]
I don’t recall much of anything from my arrival, but I wanted to thank those who helped me…and ask if anyone has seen my brother. [Kíli looks at the mirror a little desperately] He’s a Dwarf, like me, only blond and a bit shorter. His name is Fíli. [There’s a little hesitation before he goes ahead] Or perhaps an Elf, named Tauriel? If anyone knows anything about either, let me know.
[Okay, now how do you tell the mirror you’re done...it takes a second or two, but eventually Kíli’s reflection fades]