Thread: The Fellowship's Path Through Moria

After a request in another thread, I decided to chronicle the Fellowship's entire journey through Moria. I have painstakingly followed their every step, taking photos of the various locations they visited as they appear in the game. I have tried to cut out as much of the text as possible for purposes of clarity and copyright. I have only left those portions that describe the actual locales visited. Wherever a passage in the text matches a location in the game, I have tried to give the referenced location in (Blue). Where passages reference quests, I have tried to give the quests in (Orange). The textual references themselves will be highlighted in yellow.


Using the game maps, I have traced the path taken by the Fellowship.

Hollin Gate to Lamâb-dûm


From, The Fellowship of the Ring, Ch. 4: A Journey in the Dark:

They heard Gandalf go back down the steps and thrust his staff against the doors. There was a quiver in the stone and the stairs trembled, but the doors did not open. 'Well, well!' said the wizard. 'The passage is blocked behind us now and there is only one way out-on the other side of the mountains. I fear from the sounds that boulders have been piled up, and the trees uprooted and thrown across the gate. I am sorry; for the trees were beautiful, and had stood so long.'


[The Hollin Gate]



[. . .]

As the wizard passed on ahead up the great steps, he held his staff aloft, and from its tip there came a faint radiance. The wide stairway was sound and undamaged. Two hundred steps they counted, broad and shallow; and at the top they found an arched passage with a level floor leading on into the dark. (Durin's Threshold)


[Durin's Threshold]



'Let us sit and rest and have something to eat, here on the landing, since we can't find a dining-room!' said Frodo. He had begun to shake off the terror of the clutching arm, and suddenly he felt extremely hungry.

The proposal was welcomed by all; and they sat down on the upper steps, dim figures in the gloom. After they had eaten, Gandalf gave them each a third sip of the miruvor of Rivendell.


[Durin's Threshold landing]



[. . .]

After only a brief rest they started on their way again.

[. . .]

The passage twisted round a few turns, and then began to descend. It went steadily down for a long while before it became level once again. The air grew hot and stifling, but it was not foul, and at times they felt currents of cooler air upon their faces, issuing from half-guessed openings in the walls. There were many of these. In the pale ray of the wizard's staff, Frodo caught glimpses of stairs and arches and of other passages and tunnels, sloping up, or running steeply down, or opening blankly dark on either side. It was bewildering beyond hope of remembering. (The Great Delving)


[The Great Delving]

Lamâb-dûm to Jundulbâb


From, The Fellowship of the Ring, Ch. 4: A Journey in the Dark:

[. . .]

It was well for the Company that they had such a guide. They had no fuel nor any means of making torches; in the desperate scramble at the doors many things had been left behind. But without any light they would soon have come to grief. There were not only many roads to choose from, there were also in many places holes and pitfalls, and dark wells beside the path in which their passing feet echoed. There were fissures and chasms in the walls and floor, and every now and then a crack would open right before their feet. The widest was more than seven feet across, and it was long before Pippin could summon enough courage to leap over the dreadful gap. The noise of churning water came up from far below, as if some great mill-wheel was turning in the depths. (Referring to: The Waterworks)

[. . .]

It was after nightfall when they had entered the Mines. They had been going for several hours with only brief halts, when Gandalf came to his first serious check. Before him stood a wide dark arch opening into three passages: all led in the same general direction, eastwards; but the left-hand passage plunged down, while the right-hand climbed up, and the middle way seemed to run on, smooth and level but very narrow. (Manarbul)


[Manarbul]



'I have no memory of this place at all!' said Gandalf, standing uncertainly under the arch. He held up his staff in the hope of finding some marks or inscription that might help his choice; but nothing of the kind was to be seen. 'I am too weary to decide,' he said, shaking his head. 'And I expect that you are all as weary as I am, or wearier. We had better halt here for what is left of the night. You know what I mean! In here it is ever dark; but outside the late Moon is riding westward and the middle-night has passed.'

[. . .]

To the left of the great arch they found a stone door: it was half closed, but swung back easily to a gentle thrust. Beyond there seemed to lie a wide chamber cut in the rock.

'Steady! Steady!' cried Gandalf as Merry and Pippin pushed forward, glad to find a place where they could rest with at least more feeling of shelter than in the open passage. 'Steady! You do not know what is inside yet. I will go first.'

He went in cautiously, and the others filed behind. 'There!' he said, pointing with his staff to the middle of the floor. Before his feet they saw a large round hole like the mouth of a well. Broken and rusty chains lay at the edge and trailed down into the black pit. Fragments of stone lay near. (The Chamber of the Crossroads)


[The well in The Chamber of the Crossroads]



[. . .]

'This seems to have been a guardroom, made for the watching of the three passages,' said Gimli. 'That hole was plainly a well for the guards' use, covered with a stone lid. But the lid is broken, and we must all take care in the dark.'

[. . .]

It was Gandalf who roused them all from sleep. He had sat and watched all alone for about six hours, and had let the others rest. 'And in the watches I have made up my mind,' he said. 'I do not like the feel of the middle way; and I do not like the smell of the left-hand way: there is foul air down there, or I am no guide. I shall take the right-hand passage. It is time we began to climb up again.'


[The Right-hand Passage]



For eight dark hours, not counting two brief halts, they marched on; and they met no danger, and heard nothing, and saw nothing but the faint gleam of the wizard's light, bobbing like a will-o'-the-wisp in front of them. The passage they had chosen wound steadily upwards. As far as they could judge it went in great mounting curves, and as it rose it grew loftier and wider. There were now no openings to other galleries or tunnels on either side, and the floor was level and sound, without pits or cracks. Evidently they had struck what once had been an important road; and they went forward quicker than they had done on their first march. (Jundulbâb / Zigilnâb)


[Durin's Way - Path to The Twenty-first Hall]

Jundulbâb to The Twenty-first Hall: North Arch


From, The Fellowship of the Ring, Ch. 4: A Journey in the Dark:

[. . .]

They had marched as far as the hobbits could endure without a rest, and all were thinking of a place where they could sleep, when suddenly the walls to right and left vanished. They seemed to have passed through some arched doorway into a black and empty space. There was a great draught of warmer air behind them, and before them the darkness was cold on their faces. They halted and crowded anxiously together. (The Twenty-first Hall: West Arch)


[The western arch of The Twenty-first Hall]



Gandalf seemed pleased. 'I chose the right way,' he said. 'At last we are coming to the habitable parts, and I guess that we are not far now from the eastern side. But we are high up, a good deal higher than the Dimrill Gate, unless I am mistaken. From the feeling of the air we must be in a wide hall. I will now risk a little real light.'

He raised his staff, and for a brief instant there was a blaze like a flash of lightning. Great shadows sprang up and fled, and for a second they saw a vast roof far above their heads upheld by many mighty pillars hewn of stone. Before them and on either side stretched a huge empty hall; its black walls, polished and smooth as glass, flashed and glittered. Three other entrances they saw, dark black arches: one straight before them eastwards, and one on either side. Then the light went out. (The Twenty-first Hall)


[The Twenty-first Hall]



[. . .]

'There must have been a mighty crowd of dwarves here at one time ' said Sam; 'and every one of them busier than badgers for five hundred years to make all this, and most in hard rock too! What did they do it all for? They didn't live in these darksome holes surely?'

'These are not holes,' said Gimli. 'This is the great realm and city of the Dwarrowdelf. And of old it was not darksome, but full of light and splendour, as is still remembered in our songs.' (Mirror, Mirror)


[. . .]

When [Frodo] lay down he quickly went to sleep, but it seemed to him that the dream went on: he heard whispers, and saw the two pale points of light approaching, slowly. He woke and found that the others were speaking softly near him, and that a dim light was falling on his face. High up above the eastern archway through a shaft near the roof came a long pale gleam; and across the hall through the northern arch light also glimmered faint and distantly.


[Light over the eastern arch of The Twenty-first Hall]



[. . .]

After they had breakfasted Gandalf decided to go on again at once. 'We are tired, but we shall rest better when we are outside,' he said. 'I think that none of us will wish to spend another night in Moria.'

[. . .]

Following his lead the Company passed under the northern arch. They found themselves in a wide corridor. (The Twenty-first Hall: North Arch)


[The northern arch of The Twenty-first Hall]

The Twenty-first Hall: North Arch to Chamber of Mazarbul


From, The Fellowship of the Ring, Ch. 4: A Journey in the Dark:

As they went along it the glimmer grew stronger, and they saw that it came through a doorway on their right. It was high and flat-topped, and the stone door was still upon its hinges, standing half open. Beyond it was a large square chamber. It was dimly lit, but to their eyes, after so long a time in the dark, it seemed dazzlingly bright, and they blinked as they entered. (Chamber of Mazarbul)


[Entrance to The Chamber of Mazarbul]



Their feet disturbed a deep dust upon the floor, and stumbled among things lying in the doorway whose shapes they could not at first make out. The chamber was lit by a wide shaft high in the further eastern wall; it slanted upwards and, far above, a small square patch of blue sky could be seen. The light of the shaft fell directly on a table in the middle of the room: a single oblong block, about two feet high, upon which was laid a great slab of white stone.


[The Chamber of Mazarbul]



'It looks like a tomb,' muttered Frodo, and bent forwards with a curious sense of foreboding, to look more closely at it. Gandalf came quickly to his side. On the slab runes were deeply graven:





'These are Daeron's Runes, such as were used of old in Moria,' said Gandalf. 'Here is written in the tongues of Men and Dwarves:

BALIN SON OF FUNDIN

LORD OF MORIA.'


[Balin's Tomb]

Chamber of Mazarbul to Balin's Camp


From, The Fellowship of the Ring, Ch. 5: The Bridge of Khazad-dûm:

[. . .]

At length they stirred and looked up, and began to search for anything that would give them tidings of Balin's fate, or show what had become of his folk. There was another smaller door on the other side of the chamber, under the shaft. By both the doors they could now see that many bones were lying, and among them were broken swords and axe-heads, and cloven shields and helms. Some of the swords were crooked: orc-scimitars with blackened blades.


[Bones in The Chamber of Mazarbul]



There were many recesses cut in the rock of the walls, and in them were large iron-bound chests of wood. All had been broken and plundered; but beside the shattered lid of one there lay the remains of a book. It had been slashed and stabbed and partly burned, and it was so stained with black and other dark marks like old blood that little of it could be read. Gandalf lifted it carefully, but the leaves crackled and broke as he laid it on the slab. He pored over it for some time without speaking. Frodo and Gimli standing at his side could see, as he gingerly turned the leaves, that they were written by many different hands, in runes, both of Moria and of Dale, and here and there in Elvish script.


[Recesses in The Chamber of Mazarbul]



[. . .]

'The Chamber of Records,' said Gimli. 'I guess that is where we now stand.'

[. . .]

'It is grim reading,' [Gandalf] said. 'I fear their end was cruel. Listen! We cannot get out. We cannot get out. They have taken the Bridge and second hall. Frár and Lóni and Náli fell there. (We Cannot Get Out) Then there are four lines smeared so that I can only read went 5 days ago. The last lines run the pool is up to the wall at Westgate. The Watcher in the Water took Óin. We cannot get out. The end comes, and then drums, drums in the deep. I wonder what that means. The last thing written is in a trailing scrawl of elf-letters: they are coming. There is nothing more.' Gandalf paused and stood in silent thought.


[The Book of Mazarbul]


[. . .]

'Back to the hall,' answered Gandalf. 'But our visit to this room has not been in vain. I now know where we are. This must be, as Gimli says, the Chamber of Mazarbul; and the hall must be the twenty-first of the North-end. Therefore we should leave by the eastern arch of the hall, and bear right and south, and go downwards. The Twenty-first Hall should be on the Seventh Level, that is six above the level of the Gates. Come now! Back to the hall! '

[. . .]

'There are Orcs, very many of them,' he said. 'And some are large and evil: black Uruks of Mordor. For the moment they are hanging back, but there is something else there. A great cave-troll, I think, or more than one. There is no hope of escape that way.'

'And no hope at all, if they come at the other door as well,' said Boromir.

'There is no sound outside here yet,' said Aragorn, who was standing by the eastern door listening. 'The passage on this side plunges straight down a stair: it plainly does not lead back towards the hall. But it is no good flying blindly this way with the pursuit just behind. We cannot block the door. Its key is gone and the lock is broken, and it opens inwards. We must do something to delay the enemy first. We will make them fear the Chamber of Mazarbul!' he said grimly feeling the edge of his sword, Andúril. (Balin's Camp)

[. . .]

The passage was lit by no shaft and was utterly dark. They groped their way down a long flight of steps, and then looked back; but they could see nothing, except high above them the faint glimmer of the wizard's staff. He seemed to be still standing on guard by the closed door. Frodo breathed heavily and leaned against Sam, who put his arms about him. They stood peering up the stairs into the darkness. Frodo thought he could hear the voice of Gandalf above, muttering words that ran down the sloping roof with a sighing echo. He could not catch what was said. The walls seemed to be trembling. Every now and again the drum-beats throbbed and rolled: doom, doom.

Suddenly at the top of the stair there was a stab of white light. Then there was a dull rumble and a heavy thud. The drum-beats broke out wildly: doom-boom, doom-boom, and then stopped. Gandalf came flying down the steps and fell to the ground in the midst of the Company.


[The First Flight of Stairs]

Balin's Camp to Nud-melek (5.9S 102.7W)


From, The Fellowship of the Ring, Ch. 5: The Bridge of Khazad-dûm:

[. . .]

They stumbled after him wondering what had happened. Doom, doom went the drum-beats again: they now sounded muffled and far away, but they were following. There was no other sound of pursuit, neither tramp of feet, nor any voice. Gandalf took no turns, right or left, for the passage seemed to be going in the direction that he desired. Every now and again it descended a flight of steps, fifty or more, to a lower level. At the moment that was their chief danger; for in the dark they could not see a descent, until they came on it, and put their feet out into emptiness. Gandalf felt the ground with his staff like a blind man.


[The Second Flight of Stairs]



[The Third Flight of Stairs]



[The Fourth Flight of Stairs]



[The Fifth Flight of Stairs]

Nud-melek (5.9S 102.7W) to The Deep Crossroad


From, The Fellowship of the Ring, Ch. 5: The Bridge of Khazad-dûm:

At the end of an hour they had gone a mile, or maybe a little more, and had descended many flights of stairs. There was still no sound of pursuit. Almost they began to hope that they would escape. At the bottom of the seventh flight Gandalf halted.


[The Sixth Flight of Stairs]



[The Seventh Flight of Stairs]



'It is getting hot!' he gasped. 'We ought to be down at least to the level of the Gates now. Soon I think we should look for a left-hand turn to take us east. I hope it is not far. I am very weary. I must rest here a moment, even if all the orcs ever spawned are after us.'

[. . .]

'I am afraid Balin is buried deep, and maybe something else is buried there too. I cannot say. But at least the passage behind us was completely blocked.'


[The collapse in The Chamber of Mazarbul]



[. . .]

They now went on again. Before long Gimli spoke. He had keen eyes in the dark. 'I think,' he said, 'that there is a light ahead. But it is not daylight. It is red. What can it be? '

'Ghâsh!' muttered Gandalf. 'I wonder if that is what they meant: that the lower levels are on fire? Still, we can only go on.'


[The Deep Crossroad]

The Deep Crossroad to The Bridge of Khazad-dûm


From, The Fellowship of the Ring, Ch. 5: The Bridge of Khazad-dûm:

Soon the light became unmistakable, and could be seen by all. It was flickering and glowing on the walls away down the passage before them. They could now see their way: in front the road sloped down swiftly, and some way ahead there stood a low archway; through it the glowing light came. The air became very hot.


[Archway to The First Deep]



When they came to the arch Gandalf went through, signing to them to wait. As he stood just beyond the opening they saw his face lit by a red glow. Quickly he stepped back.

'There is some new devilry here,' he said, 'devised for our welcome no doubt. But I know now where we are: we have reached the First Deep, the level immediately below the Gates. This is the Second Hall of Old Moria; and the Gates are near: away beyond the eastern end, on the left, not more than a quarter of a mile. Across the Bridge, up a broad stair, along a wide road through the First Hall, and out! But come and look! '

They peered out. Before them was another cavernous hall. It was loftier and far longer than the one in which they had slept. They were near its eastern end; westward it ran away into darkness. Down the centre stalked a double line of towering pillars. They were carved like boles of mighty trees whose boughs upheld the roof with a branching tracery of stone. Their stems were smooth and black, but a red glow was darkly mirrored in their sides. (Nud-melek)


[The Second Hall]



Right across the floor, close to the feet of two huge pillars a great fissure had opened. Out of it a fierce red light came, and now and again flames licked at the brink and curled about the bases of the columns. Wisps of dark smoke wavered in the hot air. (Khurjezer)


[The Great Fissure - Khurjezer]



[Gandalf] turned left and sped across the smooth floor of the hall. The distance was greater than it had looked. As they ran they heard the beat and echo of many hurrying feet behind. A shrill yell went up: they had been seen. There was a ring and clash of steel. An arrow whistled over Frodo's head.

[. . .]

Suddenly Frodo saw before him a black chasm. At the end of the hall the floor vanished and fell to an unknown depth. The outer door could only be reached by a slender bridge of stone, without kerb or rail, that spanned the chasm with one curving spring of fifty feet. It was an ancient defence of the Dwarves against any enemy that might capture the First Hall and the outer passages. They could only pass across it in single file. At the brink Gandalf halted and the others came up in a pack behind. (The Bridge of Khazad-dûm)

[. . .]

'Over the bridge!' cried Gandalf, recalling his strength. 'Fly! This is a foe beyond any of you. I must hold the narrow way. Fly!' Aragorn and Boromir did not heed the command, but still held their ground, side by side, behind Gandalf at the far end of the bridge. The others halted just within the doorway at the hall's end, and turned, unable to leave their leader to face the enemy alone.

[. . .]

At that moment Gandalf lifted his staff, and crying aloud he smote the bridge before him. The staff broke asunder and fell from his hand. A blinding sheet of white flame sprang up. The bridge cracked. Right at the Balrog's feet it broke, and the stone upon which it stood crashed into the gulf, while the rest remained, poised, quivering like a tongue of rock thrust out into emptiness.


[The Bridge of Khazad-dûm]

The Bridge of Khazad-dûm to The East-gate


From, The Fellowship of the Ring, Ch. 5: The Bridge of Khazad-dûm:

[. . .]

They stumbled wildly up the great stairs beyond the door. Aragorn leading, Boromir at the rear. At the top was a wide echoing passage. Along this they fled. Frodo heard Sam at his side weeping, and then he found that he himself was weeping as he ran. Doom, doom, doom the drum-beats rolled behind, mournful now and slow; doom!


[The Great Stairs to The First Hall]



They ran on. The light grew before them; great shafts pierced the roof. They ran swifter. They passed into a hall, bright with daylight from its high windows in the east. They fled across it. Through its huge broken doors they passed, and suddenly before them the Great Gates opened, an arch of blazing light. (The First Hall)


[The First Hall]



There was a guard of orcs crouching in the shadows behind the great door posts towering on either side, but the gates were shattered and cast down. Aragorn smote to the ground the captain that stood in his path, and the rest fled in terror of his wrath. The Company swept past them and took no heed of them. Out of the Gates they ran and sprang down the huge and age-worn steps, the threshold of Moria. (Nanduhirion)


[The First Hall and the Great Gates]


[. . .]

They looked back. Dark yawned the archway of the Gates under the mountain-shadow.


[The East-gate]

The Path continues with: The Journey of Gandalf.

9 reserved spots? Wow, I'm gonna have to check back here often!

Edit: Yep, I knew it... Lots of great stuff happened here while I slept

Well done! My thanks goes out to you for this!

Thank you very much. I really love these things

Thanks for the info.. as a lv 47 player i appreciate the virtual moria tour you just made..

i hope when Path of the Dead goes online you will make another virtual tour

cheers

Reddhawk you rock so well!

I'd give you a hug if I could.

This needs to be stickied. It is quite awesome.

Yes, everyone /sign for this to be stickied!

100% pure awesome. Nice work!

-The Gneech

Well done, and a personal thanks to the OP. I sometimes get caught up in what I'm doing at the end and forget the path taken. And reading the verse while being show illustration helps to realize just how much attention the world designers put into Moria.

Thank you so much for this, Reddhawk! This is a great resource for anyone with an interest in Tolkien. Plus, I may crib from it for my next project!

--Harperella

/jaw drops

Wow... just... wow!

/ovation

Very well done.

There's a "Rate Thread" button near the top of the page that you can use to vote on the thread, I gave it 5 stars

amazing, amazing work!

Please sticky this is great

Good work, Mr. Hawk.

Well done.

Wow, that took a lot of work and attention to detail. I'm going to link to this from my kin's own forums.

I'm glad this has been so well received. My thanks go out for all the comments and praise it has garnered thus far.

Originally Posted by GV-Tanith

Wow, that took a lot of work and attention to detail.

Just to give you an example of my thought process in putting this together, there is actually one point where the Fellowship's path is a little uncertain. I'm fairly confident that my final mapping of their path is accurate, but here is how I determined what that path was.




Now consider this passage, part of which I left out of my original post:

Originally Posted by The Fellowship of the Ring, Ch. 4: A Journey in the Dark

It was well for the Company that they had such a guide. They had no fuel nor any means of making torches; in the desperate scramble at the doors many things had been left behind. But without any light they would soon have come to grief. There were not only many roads to choose from, there were also in many places holes and pitfalls, and dark wells beside the path in which their passing feet echoed. There were fissures and chasms in the walls and floor, and every now and then a crack would open right before their feet. The widest was more than seven feet across, and it was long before Pippin could summon enough courage to leap over the dreadful gap. The noise of churning water came up from far below, as if some great mill-wheel was turning in the depths.

[. . .]

The Company behind [Frodo] spoke seldom, and then only in hurried whispers. There was no sound but the sound of their own feet; the dull stump of Gimli's dwarf-boots; the heavy tread of Boromir; the light step of Legolas; the soft, scarce-heard patter of hobbit-feet; and in the rear the slow firm footfalls of Aragorn with his long stride. When they halted for a moment they heard nothing at all, unless it were occasionally a faint trickle and drip of unseen water. Yet Frodo began to hear, or to imagine that he heard, something else: like the faint fall of soft bare feet. It was never loud enough, or near enough, for him to feel certain that he heard it; but once it had started it never stopped, while the Company was moving. But it was not an echo, for when they halted it pattered on for a little all by itself, and then grew still.

The part highlighted in green could very well be a description of the chasm marked by A. If so, this would mean that the Fellowship would have taken the yellow path. However, the latter quote marked in blue indicates that while the Fellowship heard dripping water, it remained faint and was never seen. Had they followed the yellow path, they would have eventually crossed over The Dwarf-lord's gate (B). This gate is flanked on either side by waterfalls that flow, as if they were beards, from statues of dwarven faces. Most certainly, the Fellowship would have both seen and heard these waterfalls; but as already described, they only heard faint, "unseen water". With this bit of information, we can very clearly say that the Fellowship did not follow the yellow path. This leaves only one other option, the red path, that the Fellowship could have followed on their way to the Chamber of the Crossroads. Clearly then, the seven foot gap encountered by the Fellowship was not the chasm (A) marked above. Furthermore, this latter route would have kept them away from The Dwarf-lord's Gate, which would be an excellent indication of why they heard water flowing, but never actually saw it.

Another Request...

Redhawk, can you help trace gandalf VS balrog fight from the bridge of khazaddum to the peaks of caradhras ?

also can you include the screen shot of those 'unnamable gnawing ancient things' that gandalf and the balrog met in their fight ? afaik those 'things' scared gandalf and the balrog so bad that they both forgot their fight and they flee the deeps..

thanks

Once you get into Moria you'll see them. Besides, I think their path is pretty simple: straight down to the 'foundations of stone' and then straight up the Endless Stair to Zirak-zigil.

This is awesome!

Originally Posted by ferdinanda

This is awesome!

In other news, water is found to be wet!

Originally Posted by sir-rinthian

In other news, water is found to be wet!

We are also receiving reports that the sky may be blue but it may be North Korean Propaganda

Originally Posted by magu

We are also receiving reports that the sky may be blue but it may be North Korean Propaganda

I think Gandalf was on to something...

Originally Posted by The Two Towers, Ch. 5: The Window on the West

'Mithrandir we called him in elf-fashion,' said Faramir, 'and he was content. Many are my names in many countries, he said. Mithrandir among the Elves, Tharkûn to the Dwarves; Olórin I was in my youth in the West that is forgotten, in the South Incánus, in the North Gandalf; to the East I go not.'

Originally Posted by sir-rinthian

In other news, water is found to be wet!

Fine, mock me for pointing out the obvious! I was just struck pretty speechless by teh awesomeness of it all.

Thank you very much for the thread OP, very well done!

Very well done post sir!

I so enjoy reading posts such as this. Thank you for putting it together.

Wow! That is totally awesome! Thanks!

Simply awesome Reddhawk.

Thank you!

Wow. You really like lotr.