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

Orc Watch Missions

Posted By on October 12, 2009

Once again Pareth accompanied Tule Sloughfoot, a hardy hobbit minstrel whom Pareth grew to trust with her life, on a few missions to defeat the White Hand Ambassadors near the Orc Watch of Moria. They met three other warriors and together they battled many orcs.

They were gone for days. In and out of the Redhorn Lodes, the orcs were everywhere. But the five warriors were relentless, and the orcs were dismayed by their fierce resistance.

Pareth knew their battles were far from over. Moria was crawling with all manner of evil creatures. Moria was a nighmare.

Pareth longed for the outdoors. “Oh Ithilien, how I miss your fragrant herbs and bushes, and your flowing streams!”, thought Pareth wistfully.

Little did she know that Sauron had all but captured most of Gondor and except for the hidden outpost of Henneth Annûn, Pareth’s beloved homeland was abandoned.

It would be many more months before Pareth would be able to return to her homeland. She hoped she wouldn’t lose any more people she cared for. Losing her brothers in the battle at Osgiliath had been devastating enough.

Pareth, like many who lived during these wars, longed for peace. Pareth sighed. Peace! Not yet, she knew. Not yet.

Tearose at the Dolven-view in Moria

Posted By on September 30, 2009


Tearose Underhill, according to rumours circulated in the Shire, is not the smartest hobbit. According to most hobbits, smart hobbits never leave the Shire if they know what’s good for them. Any hobbit who leaves the Shire is just asking for trouble!

Tearose thought about home as soon as she entered the mines of Moria. She immediately felt the oppressive darkness and it felt like she was doomed to certain death if she continued her trek through Moria.

The dwarf guards and miners in Moria were friendly enough, but they liked to tease Tearose when she suffered from vertigo traversing the various precarious stairs and bridges throughout Moria.

The warrior side of Tearose was determined to help the dwarves rid Moria of all manners of evil creatures, the least of which were goblins and orcs who had already murdered many dwarves and were now making their way towards Lothlorien in search of the Company who they knew had something of value to their evil Master.

The hobbit-sense side of Tearose wanted to turn back, and leave Moria, never to return. After all, there was plenty of work for her in other parts of Middle Earth, including in the Shire. So it was several days before Tearose made up her mind.

In the meantime, she hunted and slew many creatures, and though it took her longer to travel through the various deep caverns of the mines than most warriors, she still earned the respect of the dwarves and they would sing her praises in her absence.

Bounty Hunting in Forochel

Posted By on September 15, 2009


Pareth of Gondor and her companion Tule Sloughfoot waited patiently in the freezing cold outpost in Sûrî-Kylä for the other members of their hunting party. They would be travelling to Kuru-Leiri and it would be a cold long journey.

Pareth hated the cold and longed for the warmth of her home in southern Gondor. But she could not desert her companions now. There was so much to do and warriors of all races were desperately needed to stem the flow of evil creatures, all servants of Sauron.

Even in this frozen tundra, evil lingered. And the Lossoth peoples, who were not the most trusting sort, began to show their admiration of Pareth’s fellowship. The Lossoth gave Pareth some special ice wine that helps to dispel the cold which she gladly shared with her companions.

It wasn’t much, but that small gesture, gave Pareth hope. Even in this cold dreary place, people were generous if they trusted you, and that was all she needed to know to keep on going. Tule Sloughfoot’s cheerfulness helped too. The hobbit minstrel sang and played music whenever they weren’t fighting, and so Pareth couldn’t help but laugh at her antics. Tule charmed everyone she met. She was quite a likable hobbit but dangerous if crossed and Pareth respected her many abilities.

That night Tule, Pareth, and others in their group slew many evil creatures and their heroic deeds were talked about for many years to come.