Raising The Shire

The Lord of the Ring Online Adventures as Told by Hobbits of the Shire

Welcome!

Come in and sit yourself down. A hobbit will serve you ale or red wine a-plenty and the best provender of the Shire. You will soon discover that we hobbits are not to be trifled with. Just ask those tough ugly orcs in Dol Dinen in the North Downs, for as little as we are, some of us have felled the likes of them, even alone! Folks around here think that our group of hobbit warriors have cracked just like Bilbo Baggins. But we'll let you decide...


Tearose Underhill In loving memory of Tearose Underhill, a brave hobbit warrior of the Shire

Tearose Finally Returns to the Shire Safely

Posted By on December 7, 2009


Tearose was spotted at the crafting booths of Michel Delving recently and it wasn’t long before news of her return spread through the Southfarthing. Tearose, weary and with her mind on other matters of importance, was oblivious to the stares and the whispers from nosey hobbits.

Indeed, weary as she was, Tearose was preparing for yet another journey, and this time she was not going too far. So she sold her crafts and purchased more supplies and rode on to her humble hobbit home for a much needed rest.

She was not seen for many days after her return home and visitors were sent away and told that she needed her rest and did not want to be disturbed. Her friends and family were concerned. She was like a different hobbit, quieter, almost sad. And that wasn’t like Tearose at all.

What happened to Tearose in Forochel? Her friends and family never found out, for she never spoke of that place again and when the topic came up she changed the subject politely but quickly. So they didn’t pry. But they watched her protectively for they knew she had been injured badly, and not physically as far as they knew.

Tearose had changed forever and it was no wonder. For few hobbits knew what evil lurked on the very borders of the Shire. But Tearose had seen evil first hand. She had battled orcs and goblins, vicious wargs, trolls that knocked her senseless, and all manner of creatures who had become vicious and diseased. She had seen too much and she was overwhelmed and very frightened for her people.

What was to become of Middle Earth if brave protectors like Tearose Underhill were badly injured or worse? For hobbits, elves, dwarves and men had banded together for the first time in the history of Middle Earth to fight against the minions of Sauron and his puppet Saruman, and many had been slain or badly hurt. And before the wars were all over, and the King returned to Gondor, many warriors would not return home.

Tearose knew that she was lucky to be alive and she also knew that she wanted to stay that way. So she made an important decision, the only decision that made sense to her at the time. “After all”, she thought, “I’ll be needed close by soon enough”.

No News of Tearose and Her Neighbors Worry

Posted By on November 26, 2009


Chalk Road in the Shire Homesteads is a quiet street, normally. The inhabitants generally keep to themselves, but lately they noticed that #5 Chalk Road in Furrowham had been too quiet for months on end.
The owner, Tearose Underhill, had not been seen for many months. The last they heard she had been sent to the cold north…to an icy place called Forochel.

Most of the hobbits in the Shire thought anyone who left the Shire was asking for trouble, but to voluntarily battle with the big folk, well that was just insanity. And common sense dictated that no good would come of it…not at all.

But everyone really missed Tearose. She was funny, and brave, and kind to children. She loved to dance and drink, and eat with the best of the hobbits. That was why the neighbors on Chalk Road were worried.

Where was Tearose Underhill? The hobbits hoped she would return home soon.

Into Caras Galadhon

Posted By on November 17, 2009


One does not simply walk into Caras Galadhon in Lothlorien, not unless you want the Galadhrim guards to pierce you with many arrows. However, once a visitor gains the trust of the Elves of Lothlorien, the gates are opened and you step into a dream. The city of Caras Galadhon is filled with many flets with dwellings wrought in gold. To get up to the top of these flets, one must climb ladders, and for someone who is nervous about heights, it could be frightening at first.

But once one gets up high and looks around, one is captivated by the stunning beauty of the city. It is like time stands still in Caras Galadhon and all of the evil lurking nearby doesn’t exist.

Yet, the Elves of Lothlorien knew very well that enemies were all around them, seeking to destroy their beloved city, and the Lady Galadriel accepted the help of trusted outsiders to help her people with the defence of Lothlorien. And in the days to come, many worthy warriors would seek the favor of the Lady and offer their help. And in these troubled times, the Lady Galadriel and Lord Celeborn were kept busy with the preparations of the battles to come.