|“||The Men of Bree were brown-haired, broad, and rather short, cheerful and independent: they belonged to nobody but themselves; but they were more friendly and familiar with Hobbits, Dwarves, Elves and other inhabitants of the world about them than was (or is) usual with Big People.||”|
–At the Sign of the Prancing Pony, The Lord of the Rings
Bree-Men are the 'big folk' that inhabit the peaceful villages of Bree-land. They can be pickpocketed to complete quests for ruffian spies. An example of a Bree-Man's name is Nora Shrubley, the Bree-Man.
Killing a Bree-man will award the achievement "Bree-Man Slayer".
Bree-men spawn in small groups fairly commonly throughout the land of Bree (above-ground), especially in their settlements. They spawn as couples (one male and one female) inside houses and individually inside inns and stables.
Bree-men will generally wander around aimlessly and ignore any player or NPC, unless of course the player talks to them, until they are hit or a nearby friendly NPC is slain. Then, any Bree-Men in the area will take whatever weapon or tool they have at hand (an axe or dagger made with iron or worse) and attack the intruder. They will avoid ruffian brutes. As with most NPCs, Bree-men will occasionally eat or drink, healing themselves in the process.
There is a roughly 1 in 2000 chance that a Bree-man will be named 'Peter Jackson' and be holding a carrot, in reference to his cameo appearance in The Fellowship of the Ring.
- Welcome to the land of Bree, Outsider.
- We've been getting more Southerners coming up the Greenway lately.
- You're not one of them Rangers, are you?
- Be careful around those Rangers in the wild, they're uncanny.
- If you seek for a place to stay, there is no better place than the Prancing Pony!
- It's been raining a lot lately, have you noticed?
- An Outsider? My, where did you come from then?
- As long as those Southerners don't come looking for a place to stay in Bree, we will be fine.
- If you are here for our excellent pipe-weed, we grow them on the southern slopes.
- You aren't one of those sorcerers, are you?
- Person! Any news from your travels?
- I plan on visiting some relatives in Staddle soon.
- Keep your voice down! Them Rangers have unnatural hearing, I tell you.
- I heard a lot of robbers have been going up to Deadmen's Dike lately.
- I don't trust those Southerners, where do they plan on going? I hope not here.
- There have been some strange folk coming up the Greenway.
- I heard a grey wanderer came by recently, left in a hurry too.
- First those Black Riders, now you. What a strange time.
- If you are in need of a supply of Southlinch, you should try the markets.
- Not a lot of people know this, but Bree was the first to discover pipe-weed.
- Don't let those Shirefolk tell you they invented smoking pipe-weed. Bree-folk did it before Old Toby did.
- We aren't getting a lot of travellers from the West anymore.
- You don't happen to have some Southfarthing pipe-weed on you, do you?
- Have you been close to those barrows West of here? The place gives me the creeps.
- If you plan on heading further East, make sure to stop by the Forsaken Inn - it's the last civilised place that way.
- I'm originally from Archet, a smaller community in Chetwood.
- Combe is all right, but I prefer Bree-hill myself.
- I love listening to tales and songs from the Outsiders.
- Everytime the Dwarves come by, our coffers are filled with gold and our casks are empty of ale.
- Be sure you don't wander into the Barrow-downs West from here. They're bad luck, I tell you.
- I never see those Rangers do anything useful, I can't tell if that means they are that good or that lazy.
- News came that something is stirring in the East. I hope it doesn't reach Bree.
- It has been raining an awful lot here lately...
- There's an old saying here in Bree: when the rain comes, strange folk follow.
- Rain, rain, rain. Nothing but rain here in Bree. What I would not do for some snow, instead.
- They say when it rains the best tales are told over a flagon of ale.
- Bree-hill has been our home since the first Men came here.
- I like having the Little Folk around, they do well tending the crops.
- The Little Folk may not seem as much, but Bree-folk would not be the same without them.
- I miss the days the Little Folk from the Shire came over to party. Those were good times.
- They say Hobbits have an unnatural talent of throwing things, but I don't want to risk asking.
- Bree has long survived on the patronage of Dwarves and Men, and of course the Little Folk.
- I'm worried the rain will make the Greenway too hard to traverse.
- We have no room for the likes of you in Bree!
- Flee to the hills, to the rest of your kind!
- We've dealt with Ruffians like you before, Person!
- Begone, before we send the hounds after you!
- I knew those Ruffians coming up the Greenway were up to no good!
- How did you slip past the gatekeeper?
- To the midges with you!
- I have been in barfights more intimidating than you!
- Call for the guards, we're under attack!
- Don't come bringing trouble to our peaceful village, why you.
- Did somebody do your head in?
- What is the matter with you, acting like that!
- There is no room for ill-folk such as you in Bree!
- Mind your own business, Ruffian.
- I have fought Little Folk tougher than you!
- You fight like one of them Little Folk.
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