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Hey there, folks. I realize I've neglected this thread for a while, but it seems like an update to the forum software is refusing to allow me to upload posts of more than 10,000 characters. Given that a short log easily runs upwards of 8000 characters and that combat-heavy ones like the next...

Chapter 40: The Siege of Gabilazan Glóin leads the company up a narrow path which winds up onto a shelf above the main pass. The wind blows cold and chill, with few trees to screen the company from its bite, but the old Dwarf seems untroubled by it. He turns and waits until all of them have...

Chapter 39: Towards Gabilazan After a day and a half of steady marching, the company from Rivendell, along with the Dwarves of Glóin's company, finally come in sight of the fortress of Gabilazan. The dwarf-hold is perched in a narrow cleft in the mountains, guarding the southern route to the...

Chapter 38: Planning the Attack Gilglir sits in a chair near a fire in the main hall, listening to a Dwarvish minstrel sing the tale of the Battle of Azanulbizar. He glances around the hall from time to time, looking for the others in his group. Minabel sits near the fire, sipping at a glass of...

Chapter 37: Back to the Hold After a night spent at the camp in the High Pass, the company makes their way back to Nâlagathol under a clear sky with a light wind. Gilglir walks with a light step over the snow lying on the last slopes below the hall. As he comes in sight of the gates, he raises...

Chapter 36: Blood on the Snow Bialver sniffs the air and frowns Trumodir glances at Esk, wondering if he might be timid seeing the sight of goblin blood after his close call in the Lone Lands. He has a troubled look in his eye, but he catches her look and says "I ain't afeerd of no goblins! Not...

Chapter 35: Scouting the Heights The sun shines down through high thin clouds as the company makes their way up the snow-covered slopes of the Misty Mountains. Though from a distance, many of the trees seem dead, it becomes apparent that many pines and firs are simply shrouded in thick blankets...

Chapter 34: The Misty Mountains Gilglir stands on the edge of the company's camp as the sky brightens in the east. His bright eyes scan the road to the north, up into the mountains. A chill wind blows down from the cloud-wrapped peaks, whipping his cloak about him. Trumodir rolls over on her...

Chapter 33: Onto the Moors Gilglir stands nears the falls of the Bruinen as the shadows of night begin to fade in the east. He looks out over the vale as he listens for the approach of the others from the House. Minabel shields her eyes from the brightness of the first light of dawn as she...

Chapter 32: Back to the Valley After a dangerous journey into the hills of the Trollshaws, the company finally returns to the safety and light of Rivendell. The morning after their return, they gather in the dining hall to break their fast with the others in the House. Trumodir enters the hall...

Chapter 31: The Next Stage Gilglir leads the company back to Thorenhad after a day and a half's journey through the hills. Nothing assails them, and as they go south, the usual sounds of a wood in autumn surround them. At the camp, a few short words of greeting pass between Gilglir and the...

Sure thing. I can record myself reciting it, or I can try and write it out (you don't happen to read the IPA, do you?). Which would you prefer?

I'm listening to the recording of the latest class, and I'm afraid I can't let a mistranslation slip by unacknowledged (since nerding out over Elvish seems to be what I do here). Minas Eriol isn't "Tower of Dreams;" it's "Lonely Tower." Cf. Erebor (Lonely Mountain), Tol Eressëa (Lonely Isle)...

Chapter 30: A Light in the Shadows Gilglir closes his eyes and mutters a few words which go soft in the gloom beneath the boughs. He then remains silent for a long moment, waiting. Greenstand looks at the sleeping form thoughtfully. "I've got some extra-potent pipe-weed that may help rouse him...

Chapter 29: The Bones of the Earth Minabel shrieks and begins to strike at the roots with her fists. Greenstand flails, trying to hit the roots with his staff. "I've pulled my share of weeds, but this is the first time the weeds have pulled back!" Trumodir stands completely still, searching...

Chapter 28: Into the Gladdalf Gilglir sits and tends the fire as day slowly breaks over the Trollshaws. The Sun is veiled in clouds which had blown up from the west overnight, but a brisk wind blows down from the north, speaking of the coming winter. He sings softly to himself as he waits for...

Chapter 27: A Meeting in the Hills Taylarin lead the others through the Wilds she knew so well, her eyes watching for the Nazgûl through the hills and trees. Slowly their path led North, bringing them closer to the others of their company. It was nearing dusk, the grey-clad elleth's step...

Chapter 26: Shadowing the Trail Gilglir shares a few quiet words with Elladan and Elrohir in the grey dawn before making his way back to the company's campfire. He looks around at them for a moment before nodding. As he sits next to Taylarin, he speaks quietly with her in the Elven-tongue as...

Interlude: A Night in Thorenhad Gilglir settles himself by the fire as he finishes his bowl of stew. He nods his thanks to the Elrondionath and sighs in contentment. Taylarin was off to the side, conversing in low tones with an ellon. Finally she smiled a little at him and dipped her head...

Chapter 25: Where Now the Horse and the Rider? Gilglir lounges on the branches of a tree by the bridge as the October sun shines brightly down into the valley. He sings softly to himself as he waits for the others to make their way to the appointed meeting-place. Turodhor leads his horse to the...