Oh hey so I had the first dream I remember in a while and I’m fairly certain it was influenced by my waking up due to the neighbouring building’s fire alarm. And of course it was brought on by LOTRO but heeeey it was my first ‘I’m-actually-in-Middle-Earth’ dream so that was p cool
I was in this dwarven stronghold like I’ve never seen before. It was underground, but not by much. I think it must have only been a couple levels, because it was so wide.
And then the city was attacked — which is where I think the fire alarm must have started — by these massive beasts. They were shaped a bit like a really fucked up dog or an armadillo with great enormous wounds. They were shades of brown and had a sort of goblin-texture.
So obviously I try and kill them. I think I was with the two most senior members of my kin who I had a nice chat with earlier yesterday, but I was the only one who could shoot them in the brain because I was the only archer.
But we start taking out these beasts, and everyone’s screaming and there’s warriors fighting and we got it down from three to two at one point.
Except there’s this sundial that makes up the whole roof and it’s this dark, rugged metal with intricate symbols and carvings and linings. It had this triangular chunk of the sky that would shine down into the dwarven city, and when the hour changed, a part of the ceiling would rotate and another chunk of the sky would show through.
I think my mom (dwarf-mom….real mom…idfk) shouting something like “The hour’s nearly there!” and one of the beasts leaped up, ready to strike, and was crushed by the sundial as it changed.
I remember looking to the two senior officers of my kin, who were cheering and—
Then I woke up.
Fire alarm blaring and everything. :|
LOOK AT WHAT I JUST GOT
CURSES SELF FOR NOT HAVING A LORE-MASTER
CURSES GAME FOR NOT ALLOWING HOBBIT LORE-MASTERS
there’s still hope
Gimli: “I have taken my worst wound at this parting, having looked my last upon that which is fairest.
[camera pans to legolas]
did he just
ah yes the family classic