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LOTRO: Gorfrik kicks some serious Dourhand butt!

Whilst Ranhold has been shaking like a leaf in the Barrows and getting himself killed in the Tuckborough skirmishes, Gorfrik has been beavering away up at Thorin’s Gate trying to stop the evil Dourhands’ plan to raise their dead king Skorgrim from the grave and impose his corrupt rule over Erid Luin – and what a time of it he had! After rescuing his party from the poison they’d received from drinking from a polluted river (1) he joined a raid on the resurrection ceremony:
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Once in the (HUGE) hall it was a mad dash to try and stop the unholy rites being performed – of course the bastard Dourhands were there to stop us which meant we were obliged to split their skulls for them…
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…so we could get up to the black alter and put an end to the madness taking place – but alas, we were too late and their evil ju-ju too strong! As we all reeled in shock, Skorgrim was possessed by an evil spirit and rose to live again!
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After that Skorgrim & Ivar escaped and the remaining Dourhands, led by the traitor Gormr, attacked us. Naturally we beat seven colours of shite out of them – it’s the Dwarven way 🙂
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After that there was just the small matter of escaping the halls as they collapsed around us, but for small fellas we can run like buggery when we need to and soon we were outside in the icy mountain air, once more masters of Thorin’s Gate. Let the rebuilding begin…

Gorfrik on European [EN] Snowbourn.
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(1) The dumb schmucks (2)

(2) As a kid I once drank from a river. I had projectile vomiting for a week and lost so much weight I was almost see-through. My excuse is that I was a kid – these dwarves are old!

LOTRO: Gorfrik goes deep down, deeper and down…

I finally got a couple of hours with Gorfrik recently and managed to move him up to level 5 by practicing my hunter combat & exploring more of Thorin’s Gate in the Blue Mountains, which lie NW of The Shire in Eriador:
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I’ve never played a Dwarf before – I’m not sure why, I just always think they look a bit *gasp* daft, but I have to say that in LOTRO they have been realised really well and I soon forgot I was a dwarf. Well, in some ways. I think I must imagine Dwarves to be tougher than they are as I managed to kill poor Gorfrik and get him stuck twice all in 15 minutes of play by attempting stupid jumps I just know I would never have tried with Ranhold. I’ve learnt to calm down a bit and not expect him to drop 100 feet off a cliff and be ticketyboo at the bottom 🙂

As explained in my last post on Gorfrik, Dwarves (and I think Elves) start off here rather than in Bree-land’s Archet (like Men & Hobbits) and with a very different, yet obviously deeply connected, storyline. In Bree it’s the corrupting influence of the Witch King on Men and here it’s that same influence acting up a rather nasty bunch of Dwarves called the Dourhands and their distinctly teutonic-sounding leader, Gormr. He is the steward of Thorin’s Gate but he and his tribe want to resurrect their dead evil king Skorgrím and take over the place for good, and whilst I’m not at the end of the story yet, I rather suspect my part in the tale will be to help Gormr and his faithful realise, with a few well placed arrows to the noggin’, that he is barking down the wrong mine shaft. I’ll let you know how this goes 🙂
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So far I’ve had to speak to elves who, let’s face it, are pointy eared softies always bleating on about “the good old days” before they got killed in this war or that. I don’t know, dwarves just bloody well get on with it and only cry if a very large hammer drops on our toes, not with every falling leaf because “it reminds me of the tears of lost Elothingy who fell in in battle against some squirrels”.  I was chosen to speak to the big girl’s blouses because I’ve got the best diplomatic manner about me. I think they got the right man. Er, Dwarf.
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I’ve had to follow a trail of red flowers, a task given to me by a bloody elf if you couldn’t guess.
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I’ve killed some hook-nosed beatsies, some bats, some ugly dogs and a handful of rotting bears. The later was a truly horrible experience as each one smelt worse than a goblin’s underwear!
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Speaking of goblins, I’ve been lucky enough to puncture a few of those too, as well as having to smack some sense & manners into some uppity Dourhands, which always cheers me up of a morn’.
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I’m currently back underground in some rather nice caves marred only by the occasional inclusion a foul wight or evil spirit. Still, noting my trusty bow and axe can’t handle, eh boys?
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And I even ran into an old ‘friend’ 😀
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