"So you have a very deep friendship with His Majesty the King under the Mountain?"
The unusually talkative Thar chatted with Allen with keen interest, asking about Thorin.
In truth, as Aulë's creations and Ilúvatar's adopted children, Dwarves were not inherently poor with words. Though steadfast, loyal, and famously stubborn, they could also be terribly long-winded and noisy.
Having traveled with Dwarves through an entire expedition, Allen knew this all too well.
And in Allen's eyes, it was perfectly natural for Thar to take an interest in Thorin. What subordinate would not want to learn more about his future leader?
So Allen picked out a few widely known stories that showed Thorin's finer qualities and told them to Thar.
For instance, he had slain Azog with his own hands, dared to face a dragon, and had many friends. From Eriador to Rhovanion, many figures who had accomplished great deeds were friends of Thorin II.
In short, Allen heaped praise on him. The stronger Thorin became, the happier Allen was. After all, they were close friends, and Rhovanion and Lonely Mountain shared an unbreakable alliance. They would rise and fall together.
Naturally, Allen's words also revealed how well he knew Thorin, piquing Thar's interest in their relationship.
"Yes, we're good friends. This time, I'm going to Lonely Mountain to visit Thorin and ask him for a small favor while I'm there."
Allen explained his relationship with Thorin to Thar with a smile, without going into much detail. At the moment, his identity was merely that of an ordinary human, perhaps one with some influence and wealth, but not the King of Rhovanion.
After being ambushed once, Allen felt it was better to keep a low profile. Not only had he and Ymira disguised themselves a little, but even the Twilight Knights