men of the lost realm

With the summer days waning there is a distinct chill in the air, ushering in the signs of autumn. Lovejoy and his faithful companion make the most of what little warmth is left in the Bree-fields before the leaves begin to turn.

Enough is enough! For too long has Lovejoy been living in a confined, stuffy room above the workshop in Bree. It’s high time he found himself a suitable place to settle, but that won’t be easy. On his travels, he chanced upon what was once, no doubt, a remarkable home. The location was perfect, within spitting distance of the road to Bree. This was it, this was the place!