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Turbine’s RMT Manager position not for any current games

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With RMT being the hottest topic of 2009 MMO gaming news so far, we recently ran a post about Turbine’s job listing for a Microtransaction Manager. This news was not met with many open arms, as the most vocal RMT detractors spoke up against the speculation that this position could be for one of their favorite Turbine MMOs.

Well fret no more, oh saviors of the subscription plan. In a recent post on LotRO’s official forums, Turbine’s Sapience clears up the confusion and speculation: “We know the recent job listing has caused a bit of a stir, but please be aware that this posting is for an unannounced future project. We appreciate the thoughts and feedback on both sides thus far.”

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Lothlórien : Gardens of Lothlorien

Author: Penanirnen
Subject: Gardens of Lothlorien
Posted: 05/Jan/2009 at 10:00pm

Rose Gardens

Pena had never been to the gardens before, so she decided on a day such as this she should explore. She found that she had ventured into the Rose Gardens, Pena’s hazel eyes lit up and a big smile crossed her face. Roses were her absolute favorite flower especially red roses. She took in a deep breath and took in the overwhelming aroma that the roses had to offer. As she walked under the beautiful Ivy covered archway she saw roses of many different colors orange, red, yellow and even white. How absolutely breath taking Pena thought as she walked among the roses.After wondering among the roses for what seemed like hours Pena finally decided to sit down upon one of the many benches.

Pena’s thoughts began to wonder to her brother whom she worried about constantly. Eurant traveled middle earth with the rangers and did not come home very often. He always had interesting stories to tell her about his travels, but she always worried that one day he would not return. Anytime her thoughts wondered to that particular thought she tried to think of happier things. Eurant told her not worry, but she did anyway. He always brought her a book when he came to visit, it was his way of making up for being gone. He told her that he loved the look on her face as she looked through the book. Pena sighed why must he be gone so much?  

Pena sensed someone approaching she looked up to see Caunion who had been her best friend for as long as she could remember. She smiled at him, but she could never pull a wall over his eyes. With a concerned look he asked ” What troubles you my friend?” Pena sighed again ” Eurant left again and I miss him.Caunion gave her a small smile ” You know you worry too much.” Pena paused for a moment “Wait a minute how did you know where to find me?” Caunion laughed ” I have known you for a very long time and I know you better then you know yourself. Pena smiled ” Good point” Caunion’s chocolate brown eyes lit up with mirth, ” I’m glad you have seen your mistake. “Pena  punched him in the shoulder playfully ” What would I do without you?” Caunion laughed again ” You would more then likely die of melancholy” Pena try to punch him again, but missed. Caunion laughed once more ” I was just kidding, you know you love me” Pena shot him a bemused look ” Sometimes I wonder why” Caunion rose and helped her up from the bench and they left the Rose Gardens together.

Isengard : The Penguin Pub

Author: Tenharien Calmcacil
Subject: The Penguin Pub
Posted: 05/Jan/2009 at 9:47pm

Tenharien found himself in a place that he thought me might not see for many years. He had a good reason to be, otherwise he would never have come. He had made a long trip to a place he did not like, and he did it alone. He did not always have anger and frustration towards Isengard however. There was once a trip planned for friends. The trip was pleasant. The ellon had always wanted to go to Isengard, but once he got there, his dreams were crushed. Everything he had thought well of the place was complete opposite and there was but one there who he might actually call a friend to this day. He was sure he would see this person upon his arrival, but it was yet to be seen if this “friend,” would know him the same. He did nto bring much, he hoped to be in and out of this dreadful backwards place and he hoped he would not have to say much while there.

He came simply to protect someone. He did not know how this person felt about this place, Isengard, but he knew what he knew and he wanted to see to it that this person knew how he felt, and should definately take his council on the matter. He walked on quietly not saying much to those who passed him. He kept his grey hood over head. He was dressed in his gondorian clothes as if he had come straight from battle, or from his duties as Corporal in the Muinamacar. He had his sword, his knife, though his bow was stored away with his horse, Adalas whom it seemed was not happy to be in this place either. But the horse coped, and so did Tenharien, his leather tight on his body and his clothes free. His raven hair pushed to one side and his tall frame upright. He leaned over to a man, smirking and then cracked his neck slowly, tired from the ride. “Where is the pub around here?” he aksed. “Which pub sir?” “Sir?” Surprised by the short man’s polite attitude, the elf smirked again and then looked off to the distance. “All of them, I shall choose for myself if you please.” After a short conversation Ten was off. He had come to his first choice and sighed, looking at the door and then pushed his way on inside.

To his surprise he saw familiar faces. A few actually. He was ure these faces would vaguely remember him but it did not bother him. He could not forget many faces. Though he was unsure if they would remember him or even if he would speak to them yet, or at all. He walked slowly, still looking around and not remember the dark horrible place of his past. It seemed different. “I…” He said as he looked at Mac, the only one from this place he would ever call friend, and then looked away quickly, hoping he had not heard, and still nto ready to speak, afraid to be forgotten and remembered all at once. Then he spotted her, the elleth he had come to speak to. He shifted his blade to his side, making his walk comfortable and passed Nightshade, another familiar face, but not a friend to him, nor him to her. There was another female sitting with the elleth, he wished to speak to. He cracked a smile at Mazana and then looked his mother in the eye as he approached. “Mother, why are you here?”

Minas Tirith : Training Grounds 45: Revised

Author: Amruniel EressËa
Subject: Training Grounds 45: Revised
Posted: 05/Jan/2009 at 9:42pm

Amruniel EressËa
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Trainer: Roquen Captain Rochir Mumakdacil
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Amruniel was up bright and early again.  Although this time, it was not such a sad morning.  Since her last training session, the elleth had found hope.  And she found among the Roquen remounts two geldings she absolutely adored, Nurroch, a Nurnen bay gelding, and LÆdron, a Celebranton bay gelding.  She still favored Nurroch, but LÆdron was more suited to her needs and body structure.
She had gotten out of bed well before sunrise again, and promptly got ready for the day.  She had received word from Captain Rochir that she was to bring her weapons.  She figured that he wanted to train her with fighting on horseback.  How he would accomplish that, she was not quite sure.  And honestly, here mind was racing.  She had fought on horseback before, but that mainly was against a single enemy and she had just thrown a dagger.  It made her opponent lose his balance and he fell off the horse.  From that point, fighting was rather easy.
While she thought, she changed out of her nightshift and into “riding clothes.”  First she put on brown trousers, so as to hide and dirt she may acumulate.  On her feet she placed black boots, and like always, stuck her trusty daggers in them.  The one she inherited from Tzulien went into her right, and her own went into her left.  Making sure that everything in her boots were secure, she tightened them (for they tied down the side.)  She then put on a dark cream colored shirt, and a brown cloak rested around her neck.  At her side, she sheathed her sword, handcrafted by her friend who had recently passed from the world. She then disappeared into the kitchen, and ate some breakfast potatŒs, sausage and eggs.  She firmly believed that a Ranger needed a good breakfast to start the day, for one never knew what may happen that a Ranger may have to do.  They were not only the army, so to speak, but peacekeepers, they were the King’s eyes.  She knew this, and thus swore that she would never shirk in her duties, which included eating breakfast.
Just as she finished, Samuel came in from tending to his duties.  “I see you are ready for the day early.  AND I didn’t have to drag you away from AinadÆ’s stall this morning!  I am quite impressed Mother Runi.  And I see you have eaten. Very good.”
Samuel looked his mother up and down and then ran out of the room.  Amruniel’s eyebrows raised, for this was strange behavior for Samuel.  But before she could contemplate too hard, Samuel had returned.  “I’m willing to bet you forgot a few things.  Like her are you keys.”  He tossed them to Runi and she put them in her right boot.  “Now don’t lose those, those are the ones to both the house and the shop. Also the apartment key is there too.  In case you want to check on all that after your training.”  He then tossed Runi a little sack.  “Some treats and helps during training.”
“Samuel, melda, I don’t exactly have room for the entire house.  And it will only be a few hours anyway.”  He smiled and only said, “You never know.”  He then started pushing her out the door, but before Runi could leave he stopped her. “WAIT!  Your bow!  You need that!”  Amruniel rolled her eyes.  That was something she wished she hadn’t taught him so well.  He always made her be over prepared. Sometimes, it made her wonder if she was moving, or if she was going to training.  But, she didn’t mind.  She’d rather be over prepared than under prepared.
Soon Samuel was back and adjusting her quiver (a foresty green with elvish designs) on her back and her handmade bow, also with elven emblems on it.  She smiled and opened the door.  “Thank you Samuel, have a good day.  And don’t forget to talk to Luinor about that room.”  She then kissed Samuel on the forehead goodbye, and left.
“You know, I should probably retrieve LÆdron.  That might be useful.  The Captain did say to come on horseback.”  She chuckled and made her way for the stables, quite quickly, even though she had allowed plenty of time.  She just was really anxious to get started.  And she also couldn’t wait to have a horse under her again.  Before long, she had reached the stables, and headed straight for LÆdron’s stall.  “Aiya nilmo.”  LÆdron stuck his head out over the door, and Runi rubbed it fondly.  “Shall we get going, melda?”  The gelding seemed to agree, and Runi, sensing his energy and restlessness, hurried and tacked up her little friend.  “All right, let’s go train!”
Runi led the horse out of the stables, and before getting on, let the horse walk around a bit.  Runi firmly believed in horses needing to stretch before a day of hard work.  She smiled, quite pleased with the beautiful horse.  And LÆdron was quite happy to be out of the stall too.  After a little while of stretching legs, Runi made sure everything was tacked up properly, (always good to do a double check) and then put her right foot in the stirrup, pulled herself up and swung her left leg over the other side of the saddle.  “All right LÆdron, lets head over to the training grounds!”  Almost instantly, the horse and rider were moving.  Both were ready for the day ahead.  And both were excited.  Runi smiled to herself, and LÆdron trotted swiftly to the grounds.
When they got there, Runi slowed him down to a walk, and walked him around the grounds once, before stopping at Rochir.  Runi listened intently to orders, LÆdron as well.  Runi took note of all the targets and cabbages where Rochir pointed, and then made sure that all of her weapons were still in place. Pat boots.  Daggers, check.  Left side, sword. Check.  Quiver back. Check.  Shortbow, check!  She was ready to go.  She then repeated to herself Rochir’s words in her head.  She chuckled as Rochir mention cabbages being Easterlings heads.  Having lived in Mordor, she knew more Easterlings than she ever needed to know.  And then moving here, it instilled more hatred of them.  She wanted to protect these lands, and she knew that Easterlings were not just her enemies, but all their enemies.  She had practiced quite a lot at home chopping off Easterling  heads.  After all, she did have to practice using her sword, since she was of the Hyandaner, right?  Well for a while at any rate.  Now technically she was a Roquen.  But at heart, she was both.  She smiled.
Then a thought entered her mind.  For some reason, the cabbages reminded her of an incident not to long ago.  At the memory she frowned.  Sheer stupidity is what it was.  She was reminded of the time that she had been looking for the right kind of wood to use to make her flutes from.  Her instincts were too quick, and when she heard a rustle in the trees, the dagger she had been holding left her hand.  It turned out to be a friend, and Runi just about died.  She was lucky it only left a scar.  These cabbage heads reminded her a little of that incident.  She just had to tell herself, “It’s okay, these guys really are your enemies.  They want you dead.  If you don’t slice off their heads, they’ll kill you.  And you don’t want to be killed.  You have too much to live for.”  That eased her tension.  And then she could get back to work.  Of course Runi had also gotten ahead of herself.  She had to do the tasks in order.  Archery first!
So Rochir had asked her about mounted archery.  Well, she’d tell what she could.  “Well, my knowledge is based of what I have read in books. So it is probably very limited.  But I shall tell what I can.  From what I know, mounted archers in the history of Middle Earth have served as three things, 1. Scouts, first and foremost. 2.  If necessary, they are a pre-emptive strike force, and 3. Their main tactic is using an element of surprise.”
“Men were skilled with horses, and this was a skill the Dwarven people lacked.  But Men were deemed more vulnerable to their enemies than the Dwarves.  This was because the dwarves had armor, and numerous kinds of weapons, and they excelled at making these items.  Men had shabby armor if any, and not well armed, all they really had were bows.  But because each race had something the other lacked, the Dwarves and Men made an alliance.  Since the Men were skilled with mounted archery, they were sent ahead as scouts.  They would watch enemy movement.  And if it looked as if the enemy were moving into a formation for open attack, the Archers would tear down the enemy as much as they could.  Since they were scouts, and not revealed themselves to the enemies, they could use what we would call, an element of surprise.  This was probably the driving force behind the success of the archers.”
“In the history of Middle-Earth, we see these three elements in the battle for Helm’s Deep.  The horsed archers were sent out as scouts to determine the movements of the enemy.  When they returned, they report back that when they saw the enemy gathering, they moved in for attacking.  They ended killing a number of orcs, leaving them behind in a ditch.  And though they could not get all of them, they certainly got quite a number.”
“Later on, Legolas tells Gimli that the Rohirrim are good archers, but if they only had the Elves of Mirkwood, then this battle would be strongly in their favor.  Mainly it was because of pride, methinks, but as well, it would boost the number of mounted archers, and the enemy would be far fewer in number by the time they reached Helm’s Deep.”
“But forgive me, Captain, that is the extent of my knowledge.  I hope though that I can indeed learn more about archery under your command.  Archery is not my strong point, I am better with the blade, and more practiced. Ballin taught me a little of the bow, and I know a little more about it from my youth.  But as I say, my skill lies with the sword.”
She then smiled as she finished, because now, they could move on to her favorite part of this task.  The physical part, instead of just plain knowledge.  Runi had to DO something.  It was fine sharing her knowledge, but if she didn’t get to do something, she would, well, die screaming.
First she had to shoot at the targets with all her arrows.  They were at different heights, and different distances.  Now this sounded fun.  Though certainly a bit more difficult than how she practiced at home, or when Ballin taught her properly.  Well actually it was Timlin, Ballin watched.  It was essentially the same thing though.
Thankfully, Runi had found her arm guards, as she liked to refer to them, and brought them with her this time.  In Basic Training, she hadn’t had them, and well, that was just a huge mistake.  When she returned home from basic training she had made sure to find them.  Making sure her guards were on properly, she readied herself.  Now she wasn’t standing on the ground, so she didn’t have to worry so much about balance and foot position and whatnot.  She just needed to make sure that she was steady on LÆdron.  “Come LÆdron, lets get in range of those targets.”  She then led him a little closer, and then they stopped. She placed her bow in her bow hand, making sure her arm was straight but relaxed, with the elbow facing outward. Runi made sure her hand that held the bow was also relaxed and at a about a 45 degree angle to the bow, which seemed to be a fact that helped, but was little known.  
Taking a bow from the quiver slung across her back, she smiled as she let the first arrow go at one of the closer targets.  It ended up hitting the first white ring outside the center circle.  Unsatisfied with this result, Runi frowned, and reloaded, aimed, and shot again at the same target.  This time, it made it on the edge of the red center.  Still not satisfied, Runi was getting frustrated. “What’s wrong with me?  This can’t too different from shooting an arrow standing up!”  This she muttered to herself in quenya.
Deciding to try another target, she moved LÆdron slightly to the right, placing herself in line with the target next to the one she had been shooting at before.  Again positioning herself with proper form, she released her arrow.  This one made it closer to the center than the last.  So Runi decided to try one of the ones further back and that were a bit higher.  She then released her arrow, it hitting the white circle outside the bullseye.  Frustrated, Runi tried again.  This time it did hit closer to the center, though not perfect yet.
Runi kept going until she ran out of arrows.  By that time, she had about 4 perfect bullseyes, and many more that were fairly close.  She never kept track of how many arrows she really had, so there was no real point in trying to count and figure her percentages.  Runi left her arrows in the targets until she was done, just so that she could move on to her favorite of the tasks assigned this time around.
Now, she got to show her proficiency with the sword.  She pulled out her precious sword that Ainadel had made her, which glimmered in the sunlight, though not well, since it had a bit of glow about it.  It was a faint glow, but dark in nature.  It would never completely disappear, but the Elven magic that lay within her sword, she had learned to control.  The sword no longer forced its will upon her, but rather the other way round.  She smiled as she rode up toward the first cabbage.  In her mind though, this was not a cabbage.  She couldn’t think that way, or it would end up being chopped up as if she were preparing a cabbage soup.  And that was not the way things were done with swords.
Instead, like Rochir suggested, she pretended these were the heads of her enemies.  Though, it wasn’t an Easterling she pretended it was.  It was actually, well, she would say.  But suffice it to say that it was someone that if she saw, would not live to see her mercy.  She sliced off the top half of the first cabbage angrily, and then looked at what she had done.
“Now that is not showing my proficiency with the sword!  Come on LÆdron.  Lets try the next one.  And remind me not to get too mad at them.”  Though LÆdron was a horse, Runi firmly believed that horse and rider should be one, and if they differed from each other, one of them would have to change.  Runi knew in this instance, it would be her that changed.  And somehow, she believed firmly that LÆdron would help her do it.
The next cabbage Runi sliced a bit lower.  Though still not low enough.  Though Runi was getting frustrated, clearly she was having an off day, she couldn’t let those feelings overwhelm her.  No siree. This time, she thought of something else.  She thought of the day that her twin brother nearly died.  She held her sword for a mere moment, sliding her left hand over it.  The blade seemed to glow darker, and with that, Runi seemed to gain more will power. Runi then led LÆdron to the next cabbage, and whispered, “Okay LÆdron, now, lets do this.”  Like her sword, Runi’s eyes also turned dark. She smiled and then swung at the cabbage with a near perfect stroke.  It was really close to the mark where she should hit it.  But the next one, it would be a perfect slice.
The next cabbage, Runi sliced perfected at the bottom of the head.  She had done it this time.  She smiled, and then continued on, her skill beginning to really show. By the end of her task, she had cut off 12 heads perfectly, and 3 not so perfect ones.  Runi looked at her work, smiled, and sheathed her sword, which returned to its normal faint glow, and her eyes returned to their normal sapphire blue.  She then rode over to the captain, and then said, “Well?  What’s next on the agenda?”

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