This is a relay-style multi-narrator collaborative podfic. Individual narrators are credited on each chapter. The cover art for this podfic was made by xXLegolasPrinceOfDarknessXx (aka elany).
The battle was over, and Thorin Oakenshield awoke, naked and shivering, in the Halls of his Ancestors. The novelty of being dead fades quickly, and watching over his companions soon fills him with grief and guilt. Oddly, a faint flicker of hope arises in the form of his youngest kinsman, a Dwarf of Durin's line with bright red hair. (Follows the story of the War of the Ring).
(Bilbo Baggins/Thorin Oakenshield, Gimli/Legolas) In which recovery takes time, the dead members of the Company take to watching Gimli as though he's a soap opera, the living struggle with being left behind, Legolas is confused, Khuzdul is abused, and Thorin is four feet and ten inches of guilt and anger.