I have always been rejected by all races.

My father was half dwarf, half human. My mother was half elf, half hobbit.

This made me a mixture of it all.

Hobbits reject me because I am too adventurous.

Elves reject me because I eat meat.

Men reject me because of my hight and the fact that I am a little round.

Dwarves reject me because... Guess why... I am part elf.

Although all these people reject me, I have features from all their races.

I am round, like a hobbit.

I have the ears of an elf.

I have the face of a human.

And my hight is just like a dwarf's.

Gandalf wishes for me to come on an adventure with him, a hobbit, and 13 dwarves, all of which despise elves. This adventure is to reclaim Erebor, the ancient dwarf kingdom that was taken by the dragon Smaug.

My mother was killed by Smaug, and I want my revenge.