Posted: Tue Jan 30, 2007 3:58 pm
Beren -- you are, of course, correct
But where did you find all that information?
But where did you find all that information?
It’s a dangerous business, Frodo, going out of your door…You step into the Road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there is no knowing where you might be swept off to.
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-- Lays of Beleriand: 236In Tavros’ friths and pastures green
Had Huan once a young welp been.
He grew the swiftest of the swift,
And Oromë gave him as a gift
To Celegorm, who loved to follow
The great God’s horn o’er hill and hollow
-- Lays of Beleriand: 236-237No wizardry, nor spell, nor dart,
No fang, nor venom devil’s art
Could brew had harmed him; for his weird
Was woven. Yet he little feared
That fate decreed and known to all:
Before the mightiest he should fall, before the mightiest wolf alone
That ever was whelped in cave or stone.
-- SIL: 203Nothing could escape the sight and scent of Huan, nor could any enchantment stay him, and he slept not, neither by night or by day.
-- Lays of Beleriand: 243Thus Huan spoke, who never before had uttered words, and but twice more hid speak in elven tongue again: “Lady beloved, whom all Men, whom Elfinesse, and whom all things with fur and fell and feathered wings should serve and love- arise! Away! Put on thy cloak! Before the day comes over Nargothrond we fly to Northern perils, thou and I.” And ere he ceased he counsel wrought for achievement of the thing he sought. There Luthien listened in amaze, and softly on Huan did she gaze. Her arms about his neck she cast – in friendship that to death should last.
-- SIL: 205“The wolves howled, and the isle trembled”
-- Lays of Beleriand: 279His voice was like the deeptoned bells that ring in Valmars citadels
-- SIL 212O woe-begotten spirit, fall now into dark oblivion, and forget for a while the dreadful doom of life
”To that chase went Huan the hound of Valinor, and Mablung of the Heavy Hand, and Beleg Strongbow, and Beren Erchamion, and Thingol King of Doriath
[...] and no battle of wolf and hound has been like it, for in the baying of Huan was heard the horns of Oromë and the wrath of the Valar, but in the howls of Carcharoth was the hate of Morgoth and malice crueller than teeth of steel; and the rocks were rent by their clamour and fell from on high and choked the falls of Esgalduin. There they fought to the death; but Thingol gave no heed, for he knelt by Beren, seeing that he was sorely hurt.
Huan in that hour slew Carcharoth; but there in the woven woods of Doriath his own doom long spoken was fulfilled, and he was wounded mortally, and the venom of Morgoth entered into him. Then he came, and falling beside Beren spoke for the third time with words; and he bade Beren farewell before he died. Beren spoke not, but laid his hand upon the head of the hound, and so they parted.
Haha, well you got me there; Level 1, haha... I really did have to take my book to see what was being served. I remembered the excellent beer and the hot soup, but had all forgotten about the cold meats, blackberry tart, new loaves, slaps of butter and the cheese. I think you are looking for "good plain food"!Merry wrote:Tolkien fed the hobbits with some of his favorite foods at Bree. What did Barliman serve them? (Level 1, and this should be done from memory if at all possible!)