Shamus Plays

Shamus Plays: LOTRO, Part 22

Shamus Young | 16 Jun 2010 09:00
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Inside, the door man welcomes me to the fold and tells me to go see the boss. Don't mind if I do, thank you.


Inside, the cavern is a hellhole of filth and squalor. These guys are obviously living the dream. They've worked their way up to the highest echelons of the bandit order so that they can live in a wet cave, eat cold food, sleep on rock, and take a dump in a bucket. I can see why they would want all new recruits to come here. Hey kid, work hard, kill a lot of innocent people, and someday you too can live in a smelly dark hole until you die of dysentery.

There are a ton of guards posted around, and I will be very, very surprised if I don't end up fighting the lot of them before I leave this place. As I pass through the living area I find a couple of bandit minstrels having a highwayman sing-a-long. I bring out my lute an join right in:


We live in a hole,
with the stuff that we stole,
We might smell like moles
but we're fearsome as trolls!

We're the men of Blackwold!

Let's go to the village
and all rob and pillage.
So to the town proper!
And take all their coppers!

We're the men of Blackwold!

We're up to no good
and we live here in Chetwoo-

The rest of the song gets drowned out by my improvised lyrics that don't really rhyme or anything and consist mostly of swear words directed at the idiot who brought up Chetwood.


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