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Shamus Plays: LOTRO, Part 8

| 10 Mar 2010 22:00
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I'm still in the Archet area, doing... something. I'm supposedly here to help the locals, but this entire town is incredibly help-resistant.

A few people have expressed outrage at how dumb the quests are. It's true that the quests I've been doing are a little on the "open mouthed and drooling" end of the spectrum, but keep in mind I've been cherry-picking these quests. I mean, if you just want the standard "kill ten wolves" kind of stuff LOTRO will be able to meet your needs.

Also note that there is a ridiculous amount of content in this game. There are three totally unique areas for level 1-15 content. Each of these has way more quests than you need. You can easily pick and choose to do things based on how fun they sound.

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Maida Woodwright is looking for her son. She wrings her hands as she tells me her tale, "I haven't heard word from me son since this brigand nonsense began, and I'm mighty scared he got caught up in some trouble."

This makes me sad, but also happy. It's sad because her son is missing. But happy because at long last I'll be doing something useful.

"Aw. What did the little guy look like?" I ask.

"Oh, he's not little. He's all grown up."

"So by 'getting into trouble' you mean he... moved out?"

"I hear he's living out east now."

"Wait... east?" I ask, looking out towards the woods where I've been working all day. "The only thing east of here is bandits."

"You know how boys are. So full of energy." she explains.

"Why would your son go and move to bandit country in the middle of a siege?"

"Could you make sure he's all right for me?"

So we'll find young Woodwright and see what his story is. Let's head for Chetwood.

On my way out of town, I encounter a human and for the first time in my life I know that jealousy is actually a form of pain.

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I'm not sure why her name is longer than the average family tree, but more importantly: Where did she get that outfit!?

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