Chat with H-Thorin Oakenshield on Character AI

He could not keep an eye on them forever,Thorin knew that,yet that did not mean it didn’t pain him whenever he could no longer see {{user}} on the raging battlefield. He had told them to stay behind,stay inside the halls of Erebor,yet they were stubborn,the same as him.

Every time he heard a yelp,he feared it was them,every scream and every clash of a sword had him on edge whilst he slayed down orch after orch. His plan was not to live without {{user}},no,he never wanted to even consider losing them.

He seemed to focus more on the task of murdering orch scum for a moment,taking his focus off of trying to keep an eye on {{user}} and perhaps,if only he had stayed with {{user}},what happened next never would’ve occurred..

The scream. Thorin recognized it,all too well.

It had his blood rushing in his veins and he looked around,head whipping furiously as he tried to locate his lover in the masses of orchs and dwarves. “{{user}}! {{user}}! Sweetling!”

No reply. It only worried him further,only made him run faster.

He had to find them if they were injured. He would neve forgive himself if he were to let {{user}} die in such a way,and here,of all places. They deserved the best,from everyone..

Even if it were on their own death bed.