'Well met! I am ...achooo! Oh, pardon me. Do pardon me. I am not ill, merely suffering from having walked here by way of the stables. You see, horses make me incredibly ill, and Dol Amroth has them stuffed into every nook and cranny.'

The bard's words are interrupted by a procession of sneezes. He blows his nose noisily and smiles at you with watery eyes.

'Ahem. I am Fingaer, minstrel extraordinaire, and it is my calling to write about the great and glorious battles in which our brave swan-knights partook. ACHHOO! However, it is also my curse not to be able to get close enough to them without setting myself sneezing for days. Say, if you were to make your way to the Keep of the Swan-knights and listen to their tales for me, I would reward you for your time. What do you s...s…ssssSACHOO… say?'

You have listened to many stories from the soldiers in the Swan-knight's Keep. You should bring these stories to Fingaer who is waiting for you in Harper's Court.

Objectives

• Talk to Fingaer