((Club Eclair)) Alphred Troute - Honourary Ranger
I have so much to tell you.
First, I have been named an Honourary Ranger!
This is second only to being named an Honourary Shirriff and getting my two-feathered Bounder hat in terms of being one of the proudest things I have ever done.
Oddly, there wasn’t any ceremony or any such thing. Instead . . . well . . . I have been going about near every day patrolling the lands around Kingsfell, fighting back the corruptions of orcs and spiders and wargs. Each day, I would bring back trophies and such to show my day’s successes. Then, just yesterday, when I turned in what I had collected on my most recent patrol, I was told that the Rangers appreciate my efforts and I should consider myself an honourary Ranger. And that was it.
They said I could buy a Ranger pony and help myself to some other Ranger presents if I wanted. I looked at their supplies and none of it seemed to actually fit me. So I left it alone for now. ‘Cept I did buy myself a Ranger pony. Her name is Damsel - an odd name for a pony but that was the name what came with it. I could change her name, of course. But I am thinking a pony should keep the name it was given.
Second, my honour comes with some sad news. It’s not real sad – it is not as if somebody died. It’s that, I had been planning to come home to the Shire for a bit. We have reasons to be concerned with happenings at Oatbarton. The Rangers said they usually get news of the festival in Oatbarton by now. Many of us Eclairians stopped by there not long ago and gave a bit of help and arranged for the shipment of oats to the Forsaken Inn. And there was this big stone that was spilling green corruptions into one of the pipeweed fields. And though we had reason to be concerned, we couldn’t find anything we could do about it. Even Willameena and Roy the dwarf were perplexed by it.
What if the corruptions have grown and spread?
As Bounders, I feel duty-bound to go and take a look myself. But I also have to make sure that these Rangers are set and secure on account of them being one of the gateways through which the orcs of Angmar might pass to reach the Shire. And they just named me an honourary Ranger for my efforts. I would seem most ungrateful iffen I just turned and walked away now.
So, me and the others will be staying just a bit longer to look into the trouble among the Earth Kin what live near by.
I don’t recall iffen I mentioned Earth Kin before. We met some near Ost Guruth in the Lonely Lands and we helped them out a bit.
If I haven’t . . . well . . . I actually call them “Elf Trolls”. They are as tall as a troll – if not taller. But they are really, really skinny, like an elf. They are so frail that it looks as if they must break something iffen they were to fall to the ground. And the ones that are living near the secret hidden Ranger camp of Esteldin are fighting among themselves. The smaller group seem helpful and friendly but something of a burden on the Rangers who can scarcely defend themselves. The larger group lives out on the plains and, apparently, are throwing their lot in with the evil forces of villainy that seem to be growing in Angmar to the north.
So, I am going to put in a bit more time here seeing if I can resolve things among the elf trolls – at least to help those who are willing to side with the rangers settle in as outcasts of their community.
I still promise to be coming home. I just fear that it will be a bit later I thought.
When we take up the task of patrolling the North Farthing out of Oatbarton, that’s in the Shire! That’s not far from home at all. Oh, I suspect it may seem so to hobbit folk who are not accustomed to long travel. However, for a hobbit who has travelled to the Last Bridge to Rivendel, and to the passes on the very boundary of Angmar, from Oatbarton to Little Delving is just a wee bit of a stroll, as Roy would say.
The time will pass faster than you think. Then I will be home again.
Don’t tell the people of Little Delving. I’d like it to be a surprise.
Bounder Recruit Alphred Troute
Club Éclair Level Cap now 27:
Today, Monday, March 10, Club Éclair is raising its level cap to 27.
This will open up a dozen or so new quests in Esteldin, mostly concerning the Earth Kin to the north and east of the secret, hidden Ranger camp of Esteldin. It will also open up the remaining quests at Oatbarton and of Dwaling in the Shire. Club Éclair’s intention is to spend a couple of weeks at Esteldin completing those quests, then moving off to Oatbarton and Dwaling.
I am not expecting us to spend much time here. After a few weeks, we will be raising the level cap to 28 and move up to the Bounds of the Shire at King’s Crossing. Then, the level cap will go up to 30 as we move to Tinudir and Ost Forod in Evendim. The increase to 30 will also open up new quests in the North Downs - though its new update will be up by then.
It is my sincere hope that Turbine will not destroy Dol Dinen in its upgrade. For a roleplaying group like Club Éclair – the ability to go on group adventures in a region like Dol Dinen is a nearly unique opportunity. Certainly, they can allow for one such version, can't they?
Meadowlarke Sweetweed on Landroval. Also nephews and Bounders Ayrhawk, Wrennsong, and Little Meadowlark Sweetweed
Club Eclair roleplaying group on Landroval currently capped at Level 45 in Forochel for Shadows of Angmar end-game content - Book XIII (Alphred Troute, Hedgerow Shrewburrow).