The Hobbit : OC : Kelda Sketches

Did more of for Kelda, and after looking at some very blurry pictures of the people of Dale, I got a better idea of what she might wear. I couldn't find clear pictures of the women of Dale's clothing, so I had to use some imagination. Her dress will probably change when the DVD comes out and I can get better pictures of the costumes. Also, here is her back story written out.

More of Kelda's story will develop as the films are released, since I don't know all of the changes Jackson made to the book, or what he's added. I confess that this oc is a guilty pleasure, and doesn't fit as nicely into The Hobbit or Tolkien's lore as Silverlily does. I consider Silverlily to be the oc that I wanted to fit into Tolkien's actual book and lore, where as Kelda, is only from Peter Jackson's adaptation of Tolkien, as is most of Bofur's qualities and character development. Again, I don't intend any offense to Tolkien, I would rather Kelda not exist in the actual story, but only in Peter Jackson's films.
I might edit some of this, since my dearest friend 's oc Tári Inglorion is a part of Kelda's story, and I do not know all of Tari's background yet. A very big 'thank you' and kisses to for poking and nudging me to make a girl for Bofur, and for letting me use her oc!

Thank you so much to all who read this VERY long back story, my sincerest apologies for it's length.
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Kelda is a nobleman’s daughter of Dale, whose parents died when she was very young. Her father, Ormod , was a very kind and good nobleman of Dale. His wife, Lecia, Kelda’s mother, was a good woman too. Kelda was the second child born to her father and mother, her brother, Bron, was 10 years her senior. Ormod and Lecia hadn’t expected to have another child, for they were growing old, and Kelda’s mother thought she couldn’t have another child. The pregnancy went well, but the birth took the life. Lord Ormod loved his wife, and the heart ache of her loss slowly ate away at him. Kelda’s father eventually died when Bron was 17, and Kelda 7. Bron was left with his father’s fortune, and he handled the affairs as best he could, but he was not very good with finances. He didn’t invest the money well, and by the time Kelda was 18, he had squandered most of it, and they were in a great deal of debt. To his shame, he needed Kelda to marry into a wealthy family, and he began to spend much of his time making sure she looked beautiful and desirable in every way.
The first time she meets Bofur is in the marketplace, while she is shopping for a dress. She sees his wooden horse toys, and she thinks they are the most wonderful toys she's ever seen.
Kelda had loved horses from a young age. Her father used to take her horseback riding in the meadow beside the lake. It was her favorite activity to do, and that time she spent with her father was her dearest memory of him. And sadly, as they fell into debt, Bron was forced to sell the horses. Bofur is flattered by such praise from such a beautiful girl, and he does a little flirting of course. Kelda finds him adorable and very handsome, for his smile and eyes are joyful and bright. She wishes to purchase a horse, forgetting that she only had enough money for a dress. When she realizes this, she apologizes to Bofur that she can't buy the toy, and starts to give it back. But Bofur says it's a gift, and she says she cannot except so great a gift, she pay him some how. So, Bofur asks for payment int eh form of the girl's name, and she gives it happily and shyly. She leaves after that, having to get the dress her brother sent her for, but she never forgets Bofur, his smile, and his kindness to her.
For so many weeks following, every time Bron sent her to buy a dress, or something to make her pretty, she would look for Bofur, and he for her. They would talk as much as they could, before Kelda feared her brother would wonder where she was. Kelda wanted to buy more of Bofur's horses, and she began to not use the money for a dress that was already made. She would buy one of Bofur's horses, then she would buy fabric, to make a dress herself. She was a noblewoman, but with no money to pay for many servants for their house, she decided that she could make her own dresses from now on. The one servant they still had, Brena, an old woman who'd been Kelda's nursemaid, helped her make her dresses . Her brother was none the wiser for a long time, and she hid Bofur's horses from Bron, taking them out in private, and adoring them, and adoring Bofur.
But one day, Kelda was careless, and she took a longer time than usual in the market, and Bron came looking for her. He found her with fabrics for a dress, and one of Bofur's horses. He took her away from the crowds, in an alley way, and began to chastise her for her deception. He told her she was too old for toys, and that she should know better than to buy them. He told her her place was to find a husband that would save them from their debt. And here she was, making dresses and buying worthless toys. Bron took the horse from her then, and destroyed it in front of her. He told her to come home when she had bought a real dress, and had begun acting like a woman worthy of marrying a nobleman. When he left her in that alley, Kelda fell to her knees, and began to sob over the broken toy.
It was there Bofur found her, for he had felt that something might be wrong and wanted to look for her. He came to her quickly, asking what had happened and if she was alright. Kelda told him what her brother had done and had said, and she was so sorry that Bron had destroyed Bofur's toy. Bofur knelt down and tried to comfort her, assuring her it's only a toy and that he can make more. But she protested that they were more than just toys to her, she loved each of the horses he had made her dearly. Because he had made them, and, through her sobbing, she confessed that she loved him. When she realized she had confessed to loving him, she was embarrassed and began to apologize profusely, trying to compose herself.
But Bofur slowly wiped her tears, and said softly, “Bless me, to have earned the affections of such a lass.”
He told her then, that he loved her too. Kelda looked to him with surprise, and Bofur smiled at her, that smile that she loved him for. She fell into his arms, her tears happy. And Bofur held her close and lovingly. He kissed her tears away, and then, her lips. They shared their first kiss there, away from all eyes.
After some time there in that alley, simply holding each other, Kelda knew that if she didn't come home soon, Bron would be even more angry. She told Bofur that she had to find a dress and get home, but she had no money left for a fully-made one. Bofur told her that he would take care of the money, for he had the gold he had earned that day from his sales. Kelda was grieved that he should have to use his money, but she knew that he loved her, and that he wanted to help her. They found a dress, and Kelda made her way home then. They kissed goodbye, and Bofur told her he would see her again somehow, and that gave her comfort in her heart.
That night in her bedroom, Kelda's heart was heavy with what Bron had told her, and what he expected of her. Her thoughts were interrupted by a faint tapping on the stone wall, under her window. She came to to window, and to her surprise and delight, saw Bofur. He beamed at her, and gestured to her if he could climb up to her window. Kelda was fearful Bofur would hurt himself climbing, and she mouthed to him that she thought it too dangerous. But Bofur assured he'd be fine, and he climbed the wall, slowly and surely. He came into her room, and apologized for coming in to her bedroom, knowing it wasn't appropriate. But he had to see her again, he couldn't stay away. Kelda told him she didn't care about what was proper, because to see him was all she desired in the world. That night was a night of of bliss for them both, and they consummated their love. And a little before dawn, Bofur left, giving Kelda one more token of his affections. He had carved a small wooden pendant, a horse head, with painted wooden beads. This was his promise to her that she would be his wife some day.
A few days passed, and Bofur and Kelda met in private at night, though they would see each other at the market.. Bofur still made her horses, and brought them to her when they met in her room. The day of Smaug's attack on Dale and Erebor, Bofur was at the marketplace, and he desperately searched for Kelda. He found her,and they tried to run together, hand-in-hand. But as they ran, Kelda lost her footing and fell, Bofur losing his grip on her hand. One of the walls of Dale was knocked down, and it fell between the two lovers, separating them. Bofur thought the wall had crushed Kelda, and some of the rubble had in fact, injured her and left her unconscious.
Bofur, grieve-stricken, wondered Dale in a daze, until some other marketer-dwarves found him, and led him away with others fleeing Erebor.
Though Bofur had lost the only woman he had ever loved, he knew that she wouldn't want him to be in misery the rest of his days. He knew that she loved him because of his unwillingness to lose all heart. So, as the dwarves wandered the wilderness in search of a new life, he continued to make his toys, play his flute, and be a dwarf of jest and merriment. He would live as she had loved him, and he would keep one flicker of faint hope that she had not perished at Dale.
Kelda awakened in a hospice, after the desolation. She frantically inquired after the nurses if they had seen or cared for a dwarf, describing Bofur. They told her no, and that all of the dwarves that had escaped were gone from Dale. Kelda didn't know if Bofur had escaped, and this uncertainly ripped her heart apart. She later learned that her brother had died, as had Brena, in the destruction of the dragon's attack. Their home had been destroyed, as had all of the horses Bofur had made her, save one. The first one, the one he had given her the day they met, she had upon her person when she was found by the survivors.
Kelda was alone in the world now. After she recovered from her wounds, she worked in the hospice for some time. While working there, she befriended a young half-elf named Tari, who had been orphaned by the dragon's attack. Kelda took the young girl under her wing, and Tari was a great comfort to Kelda's lonely soul. Kelda hoped that Bofur was alive, despite the doubt and despair that overwhelmed her. But she could not live without that flicker of hope that he had escaped Dale that day, and that he would find her again.
The months past of rebuilding Dale, and Kelda made any money she could by being a seamstress. She also took up archery, for she felt the need to know some sort of weaponry after Smaug's invasion. She wanted to be able to defend both herself and Tari, in the event that the dragon would awake and return.
After a year, Tari told Kelda of her elven father, who resided in Rivendell. She told Kelda that they could live happily there, and that the elves would take Kelda in. Kelda, knowing how much Tari wished to go be with her father, agreed to go, for the love she bore Tari was that of a sister. Their arrival in Rivendell was not very long before Thorin and company came there. And the night Bofur came to Rivendell, he was reunited with his Kelda, and the light that had left her eyes so many years ago returned to them.
When Thorin was ready to leave Rivendell, Bofur pleaded that Kelda join them. He defended that she also had cause to hate Smaug and seek revenge, but Thorin only saw Kelda as an encumbrance. Humans don't have the endurance of dwarves, and she would faint of exhaustion long before the company was ready to make camp. Bofur's reply was rather bold against his king, crying, “Then I will carry her on me back until she can walk on 'er own again!”
Thorin, taken a back by Bofur's sudden unabashed boldness in arguing with his King, realized that Bofur would die for this girl, and that his loyalty to her was second only to that for Thorin. The dwarf king remembered that Bofur had come when summoned for this impossible cause, without apprehension. Bofur had done all that Thorin had ever asked him to do, so how could he now deny Bofur's only request ever asked of him?
Kelda traveled with the company from then on, and her skill in archery supported the company's artillery. Kili, befriending the kind woman, even taught her how to better her archery.


Bofur, the city of Dale, and Smaug belong to J.R.R. Tolkien
Tári Inglorion belongs to :iconwamgirlplz: