So the brilliant idea came to me the other day, completely on my own and with no one else’s help, to make two of the protagonists from a fantasy wild west story into a dwarf and an elf, because they’re basically already pretty much that. Finch is an angry tiny hairy man who takes out knee caps and linds is a reedy tall blond man who heals people almost miraculously. The two of them together are like a more dysfunctional gimli and legolas, only finch is a lying sack of shit and linds is way less racist.
Between gloomsday and myself we basically re-wrote a very nerdy, very au version of the Hobbit, in which Kasrim, the bastard son of Thorin’s brother, Frerin, and was not raised as a prince nor as the Durin family line, but as a blacksmith with a panchant for spinning wild tales of his imaginary adventures, half believing them himself. After outliving his father (not that he knew of his lineage) Kas travelled with the rest of the Durinsfolk to the Blue Mountains where, for many years, he toiled as one of hundreds of blacksmiths while Thorin searched for the lost son of Durin amongst his own people. He would not find Kas, as the intrepid and impatient dwarf set out to find his fortune in the world of men. Like his fathers before him, Kasrim was easy prey for the gold sickness and his want for something more than his humble beginnings led him far from his family and home.
A handful of years later an adolescent elven healer by the name Anolinde finds a wounded dwarf deep in the Mirkwood forest, far from any land familiar to Durinsfolk. The two races haven’t remotely repaired the damage done years before and young elves are taught to hate the much younger lived race, it wouldn’t take much to spark a war and were the two races closer, conflict would have no doubt broken out already.
Not knowing what to do with a lone dwarf in his forest, Linde is about kill his would-be prisoner when the dwarf awakens and informs him that he is a proud prince of the Durin line and killing him would be foolhardy, with grave consequences. Linde, as green as they come, has no clue what to do with this information and Kas is just bold enough to take advantage of it.
Anyways… after much weeaboo bullshit over gtalk these sketches came into existence over the period of a week… i’ve been doodling for 10 minutes before sleeping each night to try and get back into drawing personal work more often. With commissions and work being so demanding i don’t get much time to draw what i want to draw.
So yes, here is a Boot Hill hobbit/ lotr AU. Enjoy that.