Into The Silver Deep

I work at Silverdeep Mines.  So it goes.  It is the way of my folk, to toil in the dark deep.  Until today.  A man in grey cloak and hat called out to me as I headed into work.  Strangely he had a glowing ring above his head.

He told me the lord of the hall, Thorin was to make a dangerous journey, and some how I was to assist.

To the Lonely Mountains and the stones of my birth.
But the old man left with Thorin and a number of other dwarven heroes, leaving his hall to Gormr.
Suddenly the ground rumbles and jumps, a collapse in the mines beneath us.  Gormr runs for aid as Gimli and I move to assist in what ways we can.

Rushing into the caverns we tell miners to leave and in passing I hear word of caveclaws undermining the structure.

Foreman Otur confirmed as much and asked for aid in finding a miner further in the deep. We found the dwarf digging away and oblivious to our words across a chasm.  Gimli reached him but just then a cave troll broke through the wall.

Now I must find a way around and aid Gimli before this troll kills any other kin folk.  Strange things are afoot, I find a dead dwarf, dead for many years next to an elvish made stone.  What is going on in this mine?

Attacked by caveclaws they prove to be not much trouble.

I have finally found Gimli and he is engaged with the cave troll!

Thankfully Gandalf arrived and was able to return the troll to the stone of earth.

The threat has passed and I am sent to Thorin's Hall to find out about the Dourhand and the threat that they pose to our lands.

Birth

Darkness.  Then into the world.  I know things.  I am not myself or who I think I am.  I know I am about to be born into a world that is not my own.  That my choices carry little weight and freedom is an illusion.  But it is a thing to do.  Better than the nothingness.
I know I am going to a place called Middle Earth.  I know of it but only in the most general terms.  I also know that it is but one of many versions of the same place.  It is the first of the choices and at a guess I step into one called Landoval.
And then I have to answer a question; who am I?

Gudmar, Dwarven Warshield.

Starting Out

Okay, let's start with some OOC:

My Plan for this blog is to chronicle a fresh character in Lord of the Rings Online, writing along side and posting it here.  Taking some screenshots and posting them.  That kind of stuff.  Let's see how it works out.