This web page shows more of my screen captures from 'Lord of the Rings Online' (LOTRO), featuring myself as Brrokk Barrowbane, Guardian, Grand Master Jeweller, Prospector and Cook, some of my comrades in the mighty 'Wight Knuckle' and 'Room For Improvement' kinships, and a few of the notable people and places in Middle Earth that I've seen. It follows on from the first page and second page.

"Why so weary then, Brrokk?" "Weary? Nay, a dwarf does not grow weary! I was merely resting my axe arm a little. In truth, I have been slaying many mighty trolls, ridding Middle Earth of their evil and taking from them much gold."

"Wow, those are big trolls!" "Nay, they are only the small ones! In the company of my new friends in 'Room For Improvement', I have been even into the fastness of Carn Dum and slain the greatest of all: the troll Barashal."

"Barashal? You've rid Middle Earth of Barashal? That's great news. But when did you join 'Room For Improvement'? Didn't you belong to 'Wight Knuckle'? And they had a nice house; what are you doing living out here on your own?" "Ah, that's a sorry tale. We of 'Wight Knuckle' had indeed a very pleasant kin house, with all our trophies and chests for treasure, and a great keg of ale. 'Twas mayhap the ale which addled our wits, for none of us thought to pay the rent! There came a day when the door of the house was closed to us! Daveomere and I had to go to the keeper of the vault and beg for the return of our possessions! That sorry day was a sore blow to a proud dwarf."

"That unhappy chance caused us to realise that we of 'Wight Knuckle' were too few to remain a kin and maintain a great house. We therefore gave it up, and were kindly received into the much mightier (though no more doughty) 'Room For Improvement'. After the loss of our kin house, though, three of us came hither and purchased small houses of our own in this village. Let us go outside, and I will show you the homes of my friends nearby."

"There you see next to mine, the house of Steveomere. Being an elf, he has a great liking for elf statues. Further in the distance you can also see the larger house of the man Carlfrid, at the top of the hill. We three have had many strange adventures together."

Maybe Brrokk doesn't realise it, but these three houses are already well known in Bree because of a children's tale! It goes like this:

Once upon a time in Middle Earth there were three friends: a dwarf, an elf and a man, who lived together in three houses. The dwarf had a small house at the bottom of the hill. The elf also had a small house, halfway up the hill. The man had a big house at the top of the hill.

One day, the dwarf had a surprise. A fierce moose arrived outside his house, looking for a house of its own. It barged in to the dwarf’s house, shaking its antlers and roaring “Get out! This is my house now!” The dwarf shouted a war cry and waved his axe, but the moose waved its antlers so threateningly that the dwarf fled, and ran halfway up the hill to the elf’s house.

“Help, help!”, shouted the dwarf. “There’s a moose loose in my hoose, and I doosn’t know what to do!”

But the moose wasn’t pleased with the dwarf’s house. His antlers were hitting the walls. “This house is too small”, it thought, “I must look for another.

Soon the moose arrived outside the elf’s house, looking for a house of its own. It barged in to the elf’s house, shaking its antlers and roaring “Get out! This is my house now!” The dwarf shouted a war cry and waved his axe and the elf sang loudly and played a tune on his lute, but the moose waved its antlers so threateningly that they both fled, and ran up the hill to the man’s house.

“Help, help!”, shouted the dwarf and the elf. “There’s a moose loose in our hooses, and we doosn’t know what to do!”

But the moose wasn’t pleased with the elf’s house. His antlers were hitting the walls. “This house is too small”, it thought, “I must look for another.

Soon the moose arrived outside the man’s house, looking for a house of its own. It barged in to the man’s house, shaking its antlers and roaring “Get out! This is my house now!” The dwarf shouted a war cry and waved his axe and the elf sang loudly and played a tune on his lute, but the moose waved its antlers so threateningly that they both fled. But the man was a hunter. “You won’t take my house!”, he said, “I’ll chop your head off and put it on my wall!” And he did.

The three friends in their three houses lived happily ever after. And you can still see the moose’s head on the wall to this day.

"So 'Room For Improvement' are a bigger kin then? And it was with them that you slew the troll Barashal?" "Indeed. many of them have been good friends to me, and my axe has often swung alongside their swords and bows."

"But think you not that a dwarf would forget his friends. I often go adventuring with Steveomere the elf and Carlfrid the man. Together, we of the three kindreds have vanquished many evils of Middle Earth."

Photograph by Steveomere

"Our friendship has been forged in the face of the foe, and strengthened by many gifts given and received. Steveomere the elf has carved the hammer 'Impactful' which I often wield in battle."

"Well, this dwarf's tongue would seem to wag on like that of an elf, or even a man. I have told you enough for now. Soon, I hope to journey afar, even to the realm of Moria, the halls of my kin of old. Return to me then, and I will tell you tales of wonder and heroic deeds." "Yes, thanks for the interview Brrokk, we'll talk to you again soon I'm sure." "Until next time, then. Now, what was I..." zzzZZZ. zzzz.