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!
Jan/Feb 2021: I know it’s been a year since my last episode. Life, trying to write “useful” posts, health, house move and goodness knows what else, stalled it. But in 2021 I will be reviving my fiction writing in Middle-Earth.
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 he scanned the land for the most efficient route to Dead Man’s Perch. He, along with Herynglas and Faeladar were all […]
“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 to make him vomit, had been plaguing him since he awoke. “Can’t disagree with that. This wasn’t exactly my plan for this […]
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 tool to block out the world. The distant howls of barghests made her shudder and she couldn’t quite shake the feeling […]
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 malevolent tree roots that reached out to trip him up. They had often succeeded too, at which Herynglas had […]
Chaos reigned supreme in Annùminas. While the Dùnedain, accompanied by the occasional Elf or human ally, fought bravely, they also fell bravely. And often, Callodhir mused, too easily. He was stood on a crumbling wall, surveying the battle below in order to pass messages back to the camp. His head was pounding, threatening to cave […]
