The following is the second part of my escapades as a new dwarf character in Lord of the Rings Online.  The first part can be found here.

The Hazards of Yule-fest

Looking out from Thorin’s Hall

The Northern part of Ered Luin is locked in a perpetual grip of ice and snow, and the eternally cold climate means winter’s pinnacle is little marked by the dwarves.  Yet even so, Yule-fest is celebrated by the inhabitants.  It is supposed to be a time of merriment and abandon, but Freryn found the dwarves of the Blue Mountains were not the most enthusiastic revelers.

Freryn enjoys himself, even if others are more somber

There were few festival goers to be found (most folk were still mining, or smelting, or being general sticks-in-the-mud). He found even those in drink were hardly less dour than the Dourhands, bemoaning their lost Lords, and whispering something about a mystical return of King Thrain via a thunderstorm.  He didn’t know if they meant Thrain the first, or second, but he didn’t ask.  The whole idea was unnerving.  He’d seen enough things in the world, some very recently, to know one should not invoke spirits of the past, ally or otherwise.  The dead were likely happier in the Halls of Waiting.  There let them remain, or else risk their wrath! Continue reading →