Among the rotting horrors of the Barrow-downs, a gathering of corrupt and evil creatures holds sway over a black court. You must find and slay each of these evil abominations if there is to be any hope of wresting the grip of darkness from this once-hallowed place.
Deed level: 20 (Minimum level 15)
Category: Bree-land
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1.1) KillBrishzel (Show lore)
Brishzel the Barghest is a creature known for its dreadful cunning and hunger for the flesh of any living creature.1/1
1.2) KillUmnen (Show lore)
Umnen is a fell spirit who dwells deep within the Barrow of Ringdor, poisoning the very air and water around him as he wanders through its dark corridors.1/1
1.3) KillFergandir (Show lore)
Fergandir may perhaps have been a scholar once, for his knowledge of the dark and arcane arts is considerable.
It is said that it may have been him who led the first fell spirits of Angmar to this place, but no-one knows for certain, and his powers have faded considerably in the vast span of years since that time.1/1
1.4) KillFaegfaer (Show lore)
The shade now called Faegfaer was once a prince of the DĂșnedain -- but he was led astray by a misspoken oath of hatred at a time of weakness and loss. This error he compounded in a fruitless quest for vengeance, eventually trapping his spirit within the confines of the barrow of Goetham upon his death.
In time, he was discovered by the Gaunt-man Fergandir and twisted to the service of Angmar in his anguish, which can be heard howling up through the bones of the earth on the darkest, moonless nights.
Or so the story is told to the children of Bree-land around their fireplaces on dark and windy nights....1/1
1.5) KillMarrow (Show lore)
The kergrim Marrow has been drawn to the darkness and evil lurking within Haudh Methernil, where he preys upon the dead as willingly as he does upon the living who dare to tread within.1/1
1.6) KillGwigon (Show lore)
No one can say from what evil brood Gwigon hatched, nor when this evil thing came to the barrow of Taradan, but her brood now scuttles silently through its myriad halls, searching for any scrap of life and sustenance upon which to feed.1/1