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Fordim Hedgethistle · 02-02-2006, 12:10 PM

Some Pretty Standard Ones

I can say "hello" in Elvish.

I studied Dwarvish runes so I could write secret messages in them.

I have corrected friends, acquaintances and almost total strangers when they make mistakes in Tolkien lore. (Example: "It's pronounced SOUR-on, not SORE-on.")

Somewhat Dorkier Things I Have Done

I have drawn maps of places for which Tolkien does not provide enough detail for my liking (Edoras, the lands south of the Shire, etc)

I wrote a short story in which I appear, as myself, called by the Valar as an emissary from the future so that I can be present at the Coronation of Aragorn to give him greetings on behalf of the later Ages of Men.

And Finally: The Dorkiest Thing I Have Ever Done (Tolkien-Related Or Not)

When I was a teenager I spent one weekend camping in the woods a few miles from my house pretending to be Aragorn the Ranger watching over the Shire. I had a full costume including a fake sword (broken one foot above the hilt), I slept in a bedroll rather than a tent, and I paid a visit to the place where my father Arathorn had been slain to erect a cairn in his memory. I also did some pining for Arwen (not hard, since at the time I was in love with a dark-haired girl who was too good for me....).

Bb: you really shoulda bought the shirt.

02-02-2006, 12:10 PM	#17
Fordim Hedgethistle Gibbering Gibbet Join Date: Feb 2004 Location: Beyond cloud nine Posts: 1,844	Some Pretty Standard Ones I can say "hello" in Elvish. I studied Dwarvish runes so I could write secret messages in them. I have corrected friends, acquaintances and almost total strangers when they make mistakes in Tolkien lore. (Example: "It's pronounced SOUR-on, not SORE-on.") Somewhat Dorkier Things I Have Done I have drawn maps of places for which Tolkien does not provide enough detail for my liking (Edoras, the lands south of the Shire, etc) I wrote a short story in which I appear, as myself, called by the Valar as an emissary from the future so that I can be present at the Coronation of Aragorn to give him greetings on behalf of the later Ages of Men. And Finally: The Dorkiest Thing I Have Ever Done (Tolkien-Related Or Not) When I was a teenager I spent one weekend camping in the woods a few miles from my house pretending to be Aragorn the Ranger watching over the Shire. I had a full costume including a fake sword (broken one foot above the hilt), I slept in a bedroll rather than a tent, and I paid a visit to the place where my father Arathorn had been slain to erect a cairn in his memory. I also did some pining for Arwen (not hard, since at the time I was in love with a dark-haired girl who was too good for me....). Bb: you really shoulda bought the shirt. __________________ Scribbling scrabbling.