Board Thread:Lore Texts/@comment-27340559-20170530120625

Here are a smattering of texts, of various types: #title:Invitation Message to be delivered to Otho Sackville-Baggins, Longbottom.
 * 1) author:Bilbo Baggins
 * 2) types:shire

Dear Mr. Sackville-Baggins, It is my pleasure to invite you and your family to the celebration of my 111th birthday party, to be held at the Party Field, Hobbiton, on the 22nd September. Hoping that you will attend, Bilbo Baggins #title:Invitation Message to be delivered to Ilberic Brandybuck, Bucklebury.
 * 1) author:Bilbo Baggins
 * 2) types:shire

Dear Mr. Brandybuck, I would like to purchase three barrels of your finest mead and five barrels of your esteemed ale. Payment will be made upon their delivery to the Party Field, Hobbiton, where on the 22nd September I will also be delighted to welcome you to my 111th birthday party. Your servant, Bilbo Baggins #title:Invitation
 * 1) author:Bilbo Baggins
 * 2) types:shire

Message to be delivered to Adelard Took, Tuckenborough.

Dear Mr. Took, I would be delighted if you were to attend the festivities of my 11th birthday party at the Party Field, Hobbiton, on the 22nd September. All your family are welcome and there will be many pleasant surprises. Your servant, Bilbo Baggins #title:Invitation
 * 1) author:Bilbo Baggins
 * 2) types:shire

Message to be delivered to Folco Boffin, Little Delving.

Dear Mr. Boffin, I invite you and your lovely wife to the celebration of my eleventieth birthday party at the Party Field, Hobbiton, on the 22nd of September. Hoping you will enjoy yourselves, Bilbo Baggins

Cardolan was a realm of yore, A scion of old Númenor, From hapless years it rose, and yet It left our joy in darker debt, First quarrel, and her bitter birth, Then pestilence and barren earth, And last of all, the Witch-king came, He cursed her hills, he cursed her name The Barrow-downs we call them now, The remnants of a conquered vow.
 * 1) title:Cardolan
 * 2) author:Anborn
 * 3) types:rivendell,eriador,gondor,lindon

Telperion; the Elder-tree, That shone upon the western-sea, And then was Galathilion, That sadly bloomed on Tirion, Next Celeborn, and Nimloth fair, That burned in subtle Sauron's lair, And then the Trees of Gondor tall; Of Minas Ithil ere her fall, Of Minas Anor, walled and wide, And Minas Tirith in her pride.
 * 1) title:The White Trees
 * 2) author:Hirgon
 * 3) types:lothlorien,lindon,rivendell,eriador,gondor,eregion

"A flock of green butterflies, Held aloft with stiff string," Or so the wind whispers, Or so the wind sings,
 * 1) title:A Riddle
 * 2) author:
 * 3) types:eriador,ruins,shire,lindon,rivendell,eregion

"A self-raising tower Grips me with its claws," Or so the earth rumbles, Or so the earth roars,

What do they speak of?  