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- Prerequisite Quests:
- Vol. I, Book 1, Chapter 11: Othrongroth
- Next Quests:
- Vol. I, Book 2, Foreword: Aiding the Order
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Reputation:
 +500 with Men of Bree |
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Tom Bombadil (NPC)'Hey, come, my friend. Linger here no longer. To Bree you should be a-going. You've a friend there who awaits you!'
Travel back to Bree and tell Strider what you learned of the Witch-king's plans.
You travelled back to The Prancing Pony, but you found the door to Strider's room locked. You should speak to Barliman Butterbur to learn if he can tell you where Strider has gone.
Barliman Butterbur told you that Strider has left The Prancing Pony, but that Gandalf, a Wizard by reputation, arrived and asked to speak to any who were looking for the Ranger. You should speak to Gandalf and tell him what you have learned.
Oh, hello there, again! I was so busy that I didn't see you, but there's never a moment's peace here, if I may say so. I was so worried that he'd sour my beer for letting Mr., uh, Underhill and his friends go off with that Ranger!
He who? Oh! Why that would be Mr. Gandalf, of course! They say he's a Wizard or some such, and I'll say there must be something to those tales, for my beer's never been better! He was so pleased. ...
Begging your pardon, but I do run on sometimes. Gandalf said to send anyone looking for Strider up to his room! It's up the stairs just beyond Strider's room.
- Talk to Gandalf
You are lost or seek me with intent. By the look in you eye, I gather the latter, though I also sense you sought another... Strider perhaps? Then we have both come too late. Our mutual friend has left, bearing with him a terrible burden.
I am Gandalf the Grey, a friend of Strider's. If he set you to a task, it could not be much less urgent than his own. ell me your tale, and I will deliver it to him. ...
So Angmar arises? It is grim news, but I am not surprised. Nevertheless, I cannot turn aside from my own task, for the fate of all Middle-earth hangs upon it.
This burden I place upon you in the name of the Free Peoples of Middle-earth: Hinder the Witch-king's plans, if you may. Whether east or north, I bid you good fortune. Farewell.