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You walk into the Prancing Pony, what do you see?
Female Elves. Too be error-free, The Seven Daughters of Vanyalanthiriel.
A bartender, some musicians, eating NPCs, maybe some RPing players and in most cases some afk players.
You walk into the Prancing Pony, what do you see?
I see the bartender having a pint ready and waiting for me.
Nothing, because I have my eyes closed.
The haze of drunkenness.
Too many people playing the half fiddle and being mad about it
Stars...and/or darkness. Walking into a prancing pony would probably knock one unconscious.
;)
PS: Happy 50th edition, Beacon!
;)
An angry horse.
When I walk into the Prancing Pony all I see is a lot of Big Folk’s Butts.
Being short has very few disadvantages, but one of them is the View in a crowded room.
The bartender killing a troll to make his "Blind troll Stout" drink.
You walk into the Prancing Pony, what do you see?
A world I've dreamt for a long time of visiting.
I see a lot of different folk craning their necks to see others play their favourite tune on those new Fiddles you can buy at the inn's musician, laughing at the wrong German translation into "Flöte" (which is flute in English) and dancing on the tables. So I join in playing this so called "flute" myself (and thanking the havens that my game is in English) and having a lot of fun! (thanks by the way for the Fiddle SSG, it's amazing! :-) )
Barliman Butterbur trying to remember a message he was told to relay to me.
First, a black screen with all the floaty names bunched up in the upper-left hand corner.
Then an empty, motionless barroom.
One by one, people materialize into view in their underwear. Some skip and hop jerkily across the floor; most stand still.
I stand rooted to the spot as cloaks furl and flap, and pets spring out of the wooden floor for the first time.
In the minute that passes, I realize how old my modem is and that I should stop coming to Bree at peak hours.
You walk into the Prancing Pony, what do you see?
PONTIN FINNBERRY!
A barber, a vender called Butterbur, a quest giver called Aragorn, and a port to Rivendell called Gandalf.
You walk into the Prancing Pony, what do you see?
Sorry, what happens in the Prancing Pony stays in the Prancing Pony.
Hobbits! Hobbits everywhere! On the benches, under the tables, in the barrels...
My good ol' friend Barliman Butterbur!
Well, ol´Barliman of course! :p
"You walk into the Prancing Pony, what do you see?"
Barliman Butterbur with Bob and Nob makes three!
I see 500 Lotro Points are waiting for me ahead :)
Still believe in my lucky random comment!
A bunch of other people all looking around trying to figure out what to say for this thread!
Hopefully lots of ale and a decent place to sit.
if i've just walked into the prancing pony hopefully i've walked into it's side and i see it's hide...... and i haven't walked into its bum .
Drunks to scam, pockets to pick, purses to cut, it's all work, work, work!
"You walk into the Prancing Pony, what do you see? "
Beer, beer, beer, tiddly beer.
My dwarf's favourite barber!
People sitting at a table or standing at the fireplace, talking for hours.
This is on Belegaer, where the Roleplayers usually assemble in and outside the Prancing Pony.
Greetings, Polymachos
You walk into the Prancing Pony, what do you see?
I Always find that place magical,
I come into there,
I see some lovely folks
and after a long time, when I want to take my leave,
I wave to the same folks but now I can see 2 of the same identical persons there and they are even mirky for my eyes,
What a magical sight to behold indeed after some bree ale at the Prancing Pony.
Drunken dwarves lying on the floor.
Barliman Butterfly or somehow like that he is called. A long time I haven´t be in Prancing Pony. So many threads wandering in the wild that I must keep away from people of Bree.
I see a hooded Man sitting on my favourite bench near the wall. I'd like to tell him to sling his hook, but he looks a bit unfriendly.
Awkward.
A strange-looking weather-beaten man, sitting in the shadows near the wall, a tall tankard in front of him, smoking a long-stemmed pipe curiously carved. A travel-stained cloak of heavy dark-green cloth drawn close about him, and in spite of the heat of the room he wearing a hood that overshadowed his face. But the gleam of his eyes could be seen as he watched the hobbits.
Barliman Butterbur mumbling "One thing drives out another".
Frodo's capering about on the table and when coming a second time to the "cow jumped over the moon", leaping in the air much too vigorously, coming came down, bang, into a tray full of mugs, slipping, rolling off the table with a crash, clattering, and bump! The audience opening their mouths wide for laughter and stopping short a gaping silence, for the singer disappearing, simply vanishing, as if he had gone slap through the floor without leaving a hole !
I'm immediately struck by the vision of a sexy and delicious ale in my hands of the near future.
You walk into the Prancing Pony, what do you see?
Barliman complaining about the world not being as mundane as he would like it to be.
And my partner going for him with the slapping fish, again. Isn't this how we got thrown out last time?
lovely inn full of weird man, dwarwes, hobbits, southerns, but where is Gandalf. He told me that we will meet here.
You walk into the Prancing Pony, what do you see?
My girl and my horse!
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Been a long time, don't remember. Maybe I'll stop by next time I visit Bree.
At the Prancing Pony, I see everyone crowded around the barber trying to change their avatar's faces after the update.
[QUOTE=ComicRelief;7820283]Stars...and/or darkness. Walking into a prancing pony would probably knock one unconscious.
;)..../QUOTE]
Yep, that was the one I was gonna go with.
Luckily, my LM's staff is longer than his nose so no bloody nose to deal with. ;)
A typical tavern, Barliman Butterbur, and two dwarves talking.
I usually go and see the barber there, but Butterbur is the first gent to meet me on my way in.
You walk into the Prancing Pony, what do you see?
My dear Barliman, with a cold glass of beer, ready for me.
Sergio :-)
I see nicely bearded dwarven ladies dancing over the tables, while drinking troll stout. *HIPS!* :rolleyes:
Barliman Butterbur
One does not simply walk into Prancing Pony
After I wave g'day to Butterbur, I see the cozy fire, where I can sit, put up my road-weary feet and have a nice relaxing puff on my pipe and slurp of my ale while listening to the bard.
The usual riff-raff.
You walk into the Prancing Pony, what do you see?
The Barber. He stairs at me strangely. Cocks his head to the side with a vague distant look of someone trying hard to remember.
"How do?" I ask him.
"Good - Good" he replies with a nervousness I fail to understand.
"Can I help you" resonates from his bellowing voice. "Just the usual" I reply.
"I'm sorry have we met?"
I stand there for what feels like an age before stating "its me, ........Jock!"
The barber I have been seeing for the last ten years then says - "Really! What the hell happened to your face?"
"Ahhh - let me turn off the avatar update in options......."
"Jock, my boy!! Come and sit beside the fire. What will it be, the usual?"
"Yup, short back and sides"
As he tosses my fallen mane into the fire and the crackle of hair hits my ears, I hear one of the 2 hobbits dancing on the table say "Sure I know a Baggins. He's over there, Frodo Baggins."
When I did it last time I could only remember a drunk hobbit dancing on the table. Because I was there in company with Bingo Boffin :cool:
I see ppl wondering HOW did Bingos guy Bert Bartleby manage to take the very own Sign of the Prancing Pony!!
Several wanderers are checking what to answer this question :D
The Cat that has spent the last 11 years lazily occupying the only chair in front of the fire.
Typical. :p
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Cat!
/pat
:)
I see a Baggins, a Brandybuck and a Took looking at me!