"And what have you got to say for yourselves?" the Master demanded.
"Hold your tongue!" Dwalin snarled as he stepped forward. "You do not know to whom you speak! This is Thorin, son of Thrain, son of Thror!" 
There were several gasps and murmurs from the crowd around them as they gawked at Thorin in surprise, who nodded his head and stepped closer to the Master too.
"We are the dwarves of Erebor, and we have come to reclaim our homeland." he declared loudly and confidently.