Name: Gimli

Age: 128

Sex/Orientation: Male. There aren’t a lot of female dwarves, so dwarves aren’t too picky about gender.

Race/Allegiance: Dwarf of Durin’s Line. Son of Gloin, Lord of the Kingdom Under the Mountain of Erebor.

Physical Description: 4-4 1/2 feet and built stocky like a proper dwarf. My hair is long and reddish brown, as is my beard. I wear my hair loose when not working or in battle and in a braid when I am. Both side of my mustache are braided and if I’m traveling I generally braid the sides of my beard as well. The middle of the beard I keep loose. Among dwarves I’m considered quite handsome.

Weapon(s) of Choice: One of my axes or my fists or my head or a dagger or a shovel or a tree branch...

History: I lived in Ered Luin until I was a pup of about 50. I moved with my father to the reclaimed Kingdom Under the Mountain then. Growing up in the home of my ancestors has fueled my craft and I’ve grown very proud of my work. For a while now the number of Orcs around the Lonely Mountain has been increasing. I’ve proven myself in battle with them many times and am considered to be one of the most skilled warriors of my people. Now, in 3019, I have accompanied my father to Rivendell. Honestly though I don’t trust these elves or understand why my father was so quick to answer Elrond’s summons.

Relationships: I've known dwarven lads and dwarven lasses but I’m not currently involved. My last lover was an elder warrior by the name of Rundin. He was hurt in a skirmish with some orcs and has retired back to Ered Luin where he had family and the orc threat is less. We exchange letters from time to time. Objective: Defend the Ringbearer during the quest and kill some orcs.