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Postcards From Middle-earth

"Hullo, my friends! 'tis Maedhroc, at your service. I'm sorry it's taken me so long to catch up with my correspondence, but since my initial foray into the Tomb of Elendil, it seems like it's been a never-ending run with barely time to stop and smoke a little leaf from time to time. Where to begin?

I suppose it should be Rivendell, where I was given the singular honor of attending a ceremony of no small significance.
Maedhroc at the forging of Anduril
Lord Aragorn (yes, yes, I know, but I'm convinced now) invited me to attend as thanks for my part in delivering the elfstone needed. I notice with some amusement that there are more hobbits there than men. :)

While in Rivendell, I decided to do some sightseeing.
Maedhroc sightseeing at Rivendell

By the order of Lord Elrond, I was allowed into Imlad Gelair, a kind of "secret valley within the secret valley," usually only accessible by elves or elf-friends. I must say, while I was touched, I'm also a bit overwhelmed at all these important personages treating me with such kindness. I'm just a Bounder, after all. But I did make sure to dress for the occasion.
Maedhroc at Imlad Gelair

I also had a reunion with some old friends whom I hadn't seen for far too long. They seemed a bit reluctant to catch up on old times, tho.
Maedhroc meets Merry and Pippin

Of course, it wasn't all vacation in Rivendell. A Bounder's work is never done, least of all mine. Lord Elrond asked me to find a gift for his daughter, the Lady Arwen, left by Lady Celebrian before she sailed to the West, which was hidden in a vault somewhere in the Trollshaws. Fortunately, the entrance to the vault was well-marked.
Maedhroc spots a hidden door.
Well, that's handy!

From there, I found myself helping a hunter track down a most peculiar, rather smelly, and unprofitable beastie. My friend Galadhalion told me about this fellow; I'm surprised to see they're still chasing each other after all this time.
Maedhroc spots Gollum

What "we"? There's only the two of us here, thanks to Wistan's conveniently turned ankle.
Maedhroc chases Gollum

What ARE you going on about, you weird little man?
Maedhroc swims after Gollum

He eventually managed to scramble up a cliffside and get away, after sicking an orc on me. Little pest!

Before heading back out to the wilderness, Gandalf asked me to have a chat with Mr. Frodo, who was feeling a little moody. I told him what news I had of The Shire, such as the restoration of the Quick Post, and rousting "the ghost of the Old Took" from the Great Smials ... but he didn't seem much interested.
Maedhroc chats with Frodo

He rather surprised me with what I thought was a strange question.
Maedhroc and Frodo discuss adventure
"Adventurer?" I'm no adventurer, Mr. Frodo. I'm simply a keeper of the peace. Someone has to do it, after all!

From there, it was back out to the wilds. You may remember Longbough, the treeherder I spoke of in a previous letter? He asked me to join an expedition to help him destroy a huorn whose heart had turned black with hate. It was a sad job and a hard one — trees get mean when they're mad — but we managed to put the poor creature down.
Maedhroc vs. the Twisted Heart

Not too long after that, I found myself in Angmar again (Wardens are always on the go!), where I confronted several ... creatures ... of a most unwholesome cast.
Maedhroc vs. merroval
Um, Miss? You may wish to put on some clothes before you attempt to wage war upon the Free Peoples. Also, why does it look like you're attempting to flourish the words "Root Vegetable"?

Upon returning to the Shire, I found myself with more coin in my pocket than I ever expected to see in my lifetime. And so I did something I once thought I would never do ... I bought myself a lovely little burrow in the Southfarthing.
Maedhroc comes home

My old gaffer lives right up the road in Michel Delving, and I still visit him often and stop in at the Mathom Society House, or pop in to the Bird and Baby for a little something when I can. But these days, after so many harrowing experiences on the road, I find myself thinking that one of the most pleasant things in the big old world, is to relax on the porch with a good pipe full of leaf and watch the twilight come rolling in.
Maedhroc relaxes at home

There's more, much more to tell you, but the hour draws late and I must return to Angmar come the morrow, so I'll draw to a close here. I hope this finds you safe and well.

Your Friend In the Shire,
Honourary Shirriff Maedhroc Thornhollow"

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radbaron
Mar. 27th, 2009 06:02 pm (UTC)
Picture 3...

Why do I keep hearing the theme song from Doctor Who-bit ?
sirfox
Mar. 27th, 2009 06:11 pm (UTC)
Bounder of Adventure meets Mr. Smoketoomuch? (hobbitleaf)
the_gneech
Mar. 27th, 2009 06:41 pm (UTC)
Mr. Maedhroc is here about the reforging of Narsil. And nothing else.

-The Gneech
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darkwolfie
Mar. 28th, 2009 05:28 am (UTC)
More Watney's Red Barrel!!!
c_eagle
Mar. 28th, 2009 06:34 am (UTC)
I love pics #2 and #3 da best!
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