I will never forget the moment when I met Thorin son of Dart first time. I was having a night ride along the forest rout full of mystic shadows when suddenly I encountered the person who was going to become the only friend for me during long years of war and despair that flooded soon the peaceful lands of Middle Terrain. Although Thorin was the first dwarf I have ever seen in my life I must admit that even at that age I have already been full of disgust and prejudice to this race. The fact that I treated them as being callous, loutish and sullen was mostly due to my relatives’ influence as it was the only opinion that all of us shared to the same extend. Nevertheless it did not take much time for me to reject all these prejudices. Close communication on long journeys to unknown and strange countries and a hand of help in the minutes of defeat brought it home to me that I could hardly find such a good friend even among hobbits.
Consequently it became impossible for me to imagine myself apart from that stocky figure with a long dark beard after long evenings spent together near a campfire or fighting alongside on the battlefields. I realized that the glittering flame in his dark brown eyes meant nothing except strong feeling of honor, dignity and self-respect. Thorin showed no arrogance being a hereditary blacksmith but his horny covered with burns hands were the clear evidence that he was trying hard to become the best one. I would always remember his harsh voice that never called for mercy and his funny attempts to sound polite chatting with females.
... and knows the importance of true value. Overall, Thorin Oakenshield is a stubborn, proud person that is ... people at their merrymaking.” (Pg. 196) All Thorin would reply was, “Looking for food and drink, ... his history will forever remain the same. He is Thorin Oakenshield, the greedy, arrogant, first leader of the ... who has proved himself a good companion on our long road, and a hobbit full of courage and ...
Finally, having become as good friends as a dwarf and a hobbit could be, it did happen that we had lost each other on the full of troubles roads of war although I have no doubt that we would be searching each other as long as the feeling of friendship and fellowship breathe in our souls.