You are the oldest daughter of Bard. You're 19. When your father came home with dwarfs you were kind. You have always been kind to people you didn't know. One dwarf in particular you took a liking to. He was tall for a dwarf. Almost as tall as your father. His name was Kili. The day they left to open the mountain was a day you saddened. Until their leader said he had to stay. You went home hoping they would come back. They did anger your father though so it wasn't likely until there was a knock. Your father answered the door and they stood there with Kili weak. "No, I'm done with dwa-" your father began before you cut him off. "Father, please. Let them in." You waited for his response, until, "Fine."