LOTRO Fan Fiction
Welcome to my LOTRO FanFiction landing page. The current storyline follows my Elf Caethir on a journey from Evendim to Rivendell. Other characters of mine join and leave his quest through it, but little does he know that it’s those friends he hasn’t met again for a while, that are really guiding him.
This landing page is in reverse chronological order so if you’re new here, please start from the bottom and work up or go to the Episodes grid, here.
I hope you enjoy my foray into LOTRO FanFiction writing!
LOTRO Fan Fiction Posts
With their plan to break out of Bill Ferny's Bree lock-down, the Fellowship begin their several-pronged attack plan →...
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Fresh from a revelation his missing daughter may well be Caethir's friend, Faeladar attempts to pull together for the attempt to leave Bree. Meanwhile, Hanawen sizes up the Elf, not sure whether to di...
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It was finally time for the small fellowship to retire for the night at the prancing pony. A time for talk and revelation......
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Lore Note: As it has been a while since I released a LOTRO FanFiction episode, I just wanted to remind you that this chapter follows Bree Worryingly Subdued which takes place two days after the attack...
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What was she even doing here? Was this just another fruitless endeavor or was there tangible merit in it?She sighed and pulled Athearyn((Name made up of athea, meaning "helpful" and ryn, meaning "...
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Lore Note: This episode takes place two mornings after the attack of the Nazgul on the Prancing Pony as they search for the Hobbits.___Dawn broke with an apparent sluggishness and an unwillingness to...
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While Caethir and his small company had fought through the Old Forest and the Barrow-downs, Hobbits in the Shire we all a-stir about something altogether different. Myrlas Lightfoot had returned from...
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Reggie, who had long journeyed with his master gave a huge sigh and put his head in his hands. Even Herynglas seemed to be affected and unsure of what should be done next. A good few paces away a wigh...
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[pfj_dfi]The dense mist seemed to have no end. To the group's relief, however, the wights seemed to have ceased their attacks, at least for the timing being. The idea that they would reach Dead Man's...
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The company ventured out of the Old Forest, led by Herynglas and ascended a small incline, which opened up to reveal the undulating mounds of the Barrow-Downs. Caethir motioned to them to stop, while...
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"Ugh, what a horrific night's supposed sleep!" Reggie groaned forcing himself to sit, shivering as he did so.Faeladar had been awake for a short while already, but the sense of dread threatening t...
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While her Eagle was sound asleep in the trees above their camp, she could not. While sleep was technically something she didn't need she had begrudgingly followed Caethir's example of using it as a t...
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The exceedingly tired fellowship had fought for hours to find a way, anyway, out of the Old Forest. Though this had not been Caethir's first journey through the wood, he was still caught out by the ma...
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Callodhir, Caethir's replacement in the army based in Annùminas, was caught up in a desperate struggle against Angmar. And the tide was against them >>...
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It felt like his head was going to burst open. As his vision slowly returned, Caethir tried to rub his temples but his arms would not obey his bidding. He knew something was wrong, but his thoughts we...
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As Gwaerrenaur trotted slowly along the path in the general direction of Bree, Caethir glanced around, re-familiarising himself with this most western part of the region. It took little strength to re...
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Callodhir stretched as the first light of dawn appeared over the hills beyond Lake Nenuial. The air felt heavy already as a light drizzle began to fall. He sighed. Fights against the Angmarim would be...
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The rest of the evening, which turned out to be shorter than Caethir had expected, they spent in generally amicable small-talk. The Elf had eaten enough to be deemed polite by Lobbo Lovelight, but had...
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A couple of hours later Caethir and Lamuna arrived at Bywater. They had exchanged few words since leaving Bindbole Wood. The Hobbit was mulling over their experience with the spiders, feeling a mixtur...
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After delicately balancing the Hobbit's shiny new armour on Caethir's poor horse, the two of them set off West out of Brockenborings, heading for Bindbole Wood. They had already decided that the quick...
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The pale pink of dawn was beginning to fade along the rolling hills of The Shire as Caethir rode steadily South towards Brockenborings. Acutely aware that this road was home to two separate goblin cam...
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Caethir did not sleep that night. He rarely needed to, but often made himself do so in order to block out that day's or week's trials for a blissful few hours. Instead, he shimmied up the rope at High...
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Caethir's heart was beating fast and his mind was on overdrive as the Tomb-Robbers bore down on him. His hands gripped his two swords tightly and his eyes darted between each of the assailants."So...
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N'wyn returned to the camp fire and slumped down next to her "Elf Friend" as Caethir called him. His actual name was Callodhir, a travelling companion and wielder of two fine swords. He passed the gir...
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As dawn rose over Lake Evendim, Caethir groaned and willed his eyes to open. It had been a clear night which, although beautiful had meant the stone floor on which he had his roll mat was colder than...
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Caethir rode into the refuge of Tinnudir, his tattered black cape billowing out behind him, after thwarting another raid of the local tombs by the robbers and brigands. A seemingly relentless tide of...
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Glinmaethor had questions and hoped Galadriel would have the answers, but the Lady would answer unlooked-for issues of the heart instead >>...
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