Two Days, a Dress and a Parade

Hello everyone!  Well, it's been a busy couple days in Middle Earth as I've started levelling up a little Warden toon.  That, and managing to piss myself off with the ridiculously poor crit rates on my 78% supreme tailor crit rating (only getting 1 of 4 returning), I didn't manage to blog Tuesday.  So here's a recap of my Tuesday and Wednesday!

I don't know about you, but every day starts for me at a mailbox.  They're always filled with such wonderful presents of coin and materials... its like Christmas every day!  :)  Clearly Beorl, Pixadan and Einnar feel the same way.

Mithall and I enjoyed a tandem ride into Esteldin on Tuesday.  It was a beautiful day for a horsey ride.

A little later on, I spent a bunch of time riding from one side of Eregion to the other; handing in quests, killing half-orcs, and otherwise causing mayhem with the evil forces living there.

Ah, here we go - my little L12 Warden finally makes it into the Old Forest for some quests.  I'm really enjoying this class - its so very hands on and "in-your-face" combat that I'm not previously used to (Hunter and Mistrel). 

I WANT THIS DRESS!!! Oh, if only Turbine will make this beautiful dress available, I would even spend TP points for it.  It's amazing...

When my little Warden was riding through Bree on Wednesday, there was a massive 20+ horse parade going on for about an hour.  I don't know who started it, or what kin was running it, but this is only half of the parade that I could capture clearly enough to write all the names down... Ioranoth, Ahava, Rimvir, Magolorna, Bloodyninia, Santaclausse, Tharkin, Digitalzero, Morcollo, Liadia, Morefire, Rebelde, Purplestickypunch, Ziza, Blackbeard, Mercifuldeath, Skullkrusher.

Okay, seriously?!?  I am going to need some long therapy sessions if this little guy Jocko is in any way connected to the Jacbo-Taco-Chaco-Tacbo fiasco of a couple days ago.  Cute little hobbit... (backs away...)

Minstrel Tedbomdadil was busy strumming away in south Bree-town when I decided to cuddle up for a candid shot with his bear, Paddington.  I love those stories of the bear with a marmalade fetish when I was young.

A last parting shot of my little Warden in the Barrow Downs.  Maybe I'll give away a prize for the first person that can find her AND identify her to me as being part of the Sarharien/Kierraen family.  I have put a note in her bio that points to this website so there's no question... and she's only L18 right now, but hanging around the barrows a lot lately... good luck!

Love and hugs to all my fellow Dwarrowdelfians,

Kierraen -- Minstrel of Delightful Octaves of Pain