So began a battle that none had expected; and it was called the Battle of the Five Armies, and it was very terrible. Upon one side were the Goblins and the Wild Wolves, and upon the other were Elves and Men and Dwarves.
Here it is, my final piece.
I missed out some details on Thranduil’s crown, but, you know… Time limits. (This was done in 7 hours, if you’re curious.)
Hooray for Elf hair!
In order to avoid confusion, this is a indeed a digital painting.
For I am the daughter of Elrond. I shall not go with him when he departs to the Havens: for mine is the choice of Luthien, and as she so have I chosen, both the sweet and the bitter.
At all times they feel the presence of the Ring, drawn to the power of the One.T h e y w i l l n e v e r s t o p h u n t i n g y o u .
"I was really trying to work on the relationship between Fili, Kili and Thorin, so I wrote a biography a little bit about what happened on the battlefield at the Moria gates when he was fighting alongside his brother [Frerin, who was slain at that battle], and also the conversation that he had with his sister [Dís], who is obviously the mother of the nephews [Fili and Kili], when she was saying to him, ‘Don’t take them to war!’ (I’ve got a feeling Tolkien wrote something about that; I’m not sure whether Tolkien wrote it or whether I wrote it – it’s all morphed into one now!)”
Richard Armitage on Thorin/Fili/Kili
I’m not a hero, nor a warrior. Not even a b u r g l a r .
for the time will soon come when hobbits will shape the fortunes of us all