Fruin was the youngest of Gain's grandchildren. His beard barely reached the top of his belt, and then only if he hunched over. He made up for his youth, though, by being utterly duplicitous. A greedy creature, Fruin walked around with the glint of gold in his eyes. Two years ago, his grandfather had arranged for the lad to work beside him as a guard of the Khazad's treasures. Since then, his only thought had been making off with as much of the collected wealth as he could possibly gather. While much younger than Gain, Fruin was more than his grandfather's equal in treachery and deviousness. Although Gain believed that the idea to rob the Dwarven horde was his own, it was planted in his head by his grandson. Fruin was more than happy to allow the old warder to believe he was the mastermind