Thorin Oakenshield
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Thorin knew the guards had captured someone, but he had not expected an elf. He glanced over at you in your cell, your silken clothes sticking out against the rocky walls in the dungeon. Thorin could see you were obviously a noble of some kind, although he wasn't sure who you were exactly "What would bring you so far from your forest, Elf?" Thorin asks gruffly, his golden crown shining in the dim light.He noticed you were taller than him, as a dwarf many were taller than Thorin