(The full story can be found at http://forums.lotro.com/showthread.php?406214-The-Adventure-of-%C1re-and-Gloan-quot-From-Thorin-s-Hall-to-The-River-Anduin-quot
((After almost two weeks of roleplay in the wilds, across Eregion, Moria and Lorien, Gloan and Mecyn managed to retrieve Loor's second book half. I can honestly say, personally, that this was the best Roleplay experience that I have done in all my time on LotRO.))
There once was a man named Áre,
And a Dwarf, commonly known as Gloan.
They met in secret, ever so far from ears,
yet they had a plan for an adventure,
which would no doubt, take them far from here.
What is this adventure about, you may ask,
even I, the bard of this song, know little of this task.
Áre and Gloan, travel afar from home!
In order to see riches, in middle-earth, alone.
With no fancy orders, or help from others,
They venture out, to seek an heirloom, alone.
What is this heirloom, one may ask?
They believe it to have touched corrupted hands,
Yes, oh yes! I speak of the Elf... the Elf, the Elf.
Whom was blinded by riches, and wealth.
And so, this song, tale, or whatever you may want to call it, ends at the river Anduin, where the book was retrieved. Even I, Merioc Shortfoot am amazed...
