A Kili Durin Fanfiction The Kingdom of Erebor was once a strong and mighty stronghold, ruled by Thror, the Dwarf King. The Dwarven Kingdom was unmatched in both beauty and wealth. The Mountain provided an abundance of precious metals that the Dwarves carefully protected. But every beautiful thing balances on the razor edge of danger and destruction. A Fire Drake from the North, drawn to the Mountain and the gold that lay underneath, destroyed the Kingdom of Erebor and took the wealth for himself. The Dwarves were brought to their knees by the Usurper Dragon with nowhere to turn to and no one to help them. For even the Elfs turned their backs that day. A young Thorin Oakenshield, heir to the throne, shoulders the responsibility of his people's homeland. He has grown restless and will do anything to regain his homeland. Accompanying him to Erebor are 13 of his brother Dwarves, a Wizard, a Hobbit, and a Ranger. The Ranger is an odd creature, being half-Elf and half-Dwarf. But she is skilled with both her bow and her sword, her mind is sharp and her body is strong. She has every reason to wish the Dragon dead and she takes up arms with Thorin to slay the beast. But the quest will not be easy nor will it be without heartbreak and pain. However, the young half-Elf will not be without the comforts of her own people. She meets many new faces and learns many new things. She even meets a certain Dwarven Prince that makes her realize that she has, in fact, found love. A love worth dying for.