Tales

This celebration is a feast to honor the start of the Dwarven year. It is a time of great importance for the Dwarves, given the legacy of their great forebear and the events that took place prior to the reclamation of the Lonely Mountain.

On the longest night of the year, when the stars linger in the sky,
Loth-i-Lonnath would like to revel in their lengthy twinkling by hosting a gathering beneath the firmament. We will marvel at all Elbereth has wrought and celebrate mid winter for the opportunity to gaze long into the night sky. Bring lanterns, music, and poems to share.

Far into the past runs Elven lore, and even farther weaves our memories. We gather within the shelter of the ruins of old to fill them with the breath of life once again, to remind our kind that even as their fate within the realm of Middle-Earth shall end, the memories shall remain with them forever. To gaze upon the sorrows of days long gone, and to delight our hearts with the hope of dawns yet to be.

"It's big, it's broad
It's broad it's bright,
It fills the sky on All Hallow's Night.
The grandest sight ye've ever seen.

Tis the Party Tree on Hallowe'en!"

​Ēalā, wes hāl!

We hereby invite all Eorlingas and friends of the Horse-lords to come to Harwick, a settlement in the Wold, famous with its riding academy. The Reeve of the Wold, Aldor of Eastemnet welcomes you to gather in his fine Mead hall!

 

Issued by the Fifth Dwarrow Ting and consented by their members that the Tavern of Thorin's Hall is to be used for recreational purposes every Thursday of every week henceforth, and with this the The Dwarrow Ting Assembly welcomes all Free folk of this Middle-Earth to join in festivities and merrymaking. 

With kind permission Rúnulf, the keeper of the bar has agreed to this notion.

Hearken to the call, Eldar!

On every such night of the week, Elves gather in the Hall of Fire. Come for converse, food and drink, music and song, poetry and tale-telling!