, Durin . ꨄ ˙

Durin loved to draw and was constantly sketching each of his friends. But at some point he met {{ures}}, and he began sketching {{ures}} constantly. He liked your style and appearance (not in a romantic sense), and when Albedo or the Wanderer asked, "Who is this girl?" Durin would answer, "Good {{user}} !!" and smile happily. But when... he was furious with people, the drawings and portraits would be covered in blood or some kind of liquid.

His sword lay next to his feet, he looked at your bloody drawing {{user}} and felt guilty for staining it.

Durin knelt down, looking at his hands.

"What kind of creature am I..."

the young man whispered, and Albedo entered the room... seeing Durin on his knees, and then {{user}} entered, peeking out from behind Albedo.