The Soloist: Dalman, a true MusicianThe Soloist: Dalman, a true Musician
As many might not be aware of, my dear old Mammy had recently passed to the next field of green hills. I have spent the greater part of the last
As many might not be aware of, my dear old Mammy had recently passed to the next field of green hills. I have spent the greater part of the last
I awoke from a long slumber as I slept on a chair in the Prancing Pony after a night of music. Feeling the heat of the nearby fireplace caress my
There is nothing like a party put on by such a grand group of Hobbits! With lemony pies wafting through the air tantalizing nose hairs, and a summer brew bumbling
Some weeks ago, quite late one night as I strummed my lute before the Prancing Pony fireplace I was greeted by an unusual Hobbit. Going by the name of Louellana,
So, there I was as always, stumbling my way through Bree in the Landroval realm. Despite the fact that the streets are a mile wide in my perspective, I can