-=- Glanduin Treasure -=- The storyteller says 'The other day a very weary and bedraggled traveller' The storyteller says 'came into this very inn and sat himself down next to' The storyteller says 'myself. After taking a pull of his beer he began to' The storyteller says 'tell me a little of his travels. One tale caught my' The storyteller says 'attention straight away because it was of lost treasure' The storyteller says 'far away in the valley of the Glanduin. Well, the more' The storyteller says 'I listened to him the more intrigued I became.' Thoughtfully, the storyteller leans back, sipping his beer. The storyteller says 'At length and to cut a long story short I found out' The storyteller says 'that it was being hoarded by a band of mean and' The storyteller says 'bloodthirsty Dwarves somewhere in the hills down there.' The storyteller says 'The traveller stressed that they should not be' The storyteller says 'approached as they would sever anyone's head from their' The storyteller says 'body if they came too close. Were my limbs as strong as' The storyteller says 'they were only ten years back, you would find me on the' The storyteller says 'road down there this very moment. But - heed my advice,' The storyteller says 'young one. Don't try to make this journey for fortune.' The storyteller says 'It is something for experienced travellers like myself,' The storyteller says 'I tell you.'