When I arrived home, the horns sounded and I was met by many friends who rejoiced at my coming. They were all too eager to see what I had brought from the black land. And a good little collection it was indeed;
First and foremost, of course, the treasure of Durthang! - overflowing chests of gold and silver and Moria-forged trinkets of all kind.
- Some cutlery from Felegoth - worth nothing much.
- A spider's leg I found near Cirith Ungol - not sure what to do with it to be honest.
- An ancient sword of the Dead Marshes - still shiny.
- A warg's tooth - all stories deserve embellishment.
- My orc outfit from Durthang - which still stinks after all this time.
- A piece of an ominous Mordor statue - for my personal collection of stonework.
- Some black adamants and volcanic rocks from the mountain of fire - might be of some interest to the jewellers.
- And last but perhaps not least, a curious black dagger from Tinnurion's place - I bet he was furious when he found out I had taken it.
Overall I would say that is quite the treasure indeed. But before I present myself to the king, I have decided I have earned a stiff dwarven pint or two in the company of honest dwarves. After all, I am home and I have many stories to tell!
