"Still round the Corner there may wait
      A new road or a secret gate,
And thought I oft have passed them by,
      A day will come at least, when I
Shall take the hidden paths that run
       East of the Moon, West of the Sun."

Nob Nar was once a simple hobbit. He lived a life full of adventures. He wandered around Shire and eventually a party of adventurers joined him. Hobbits, Humans, Dwarves, Elves and Gnomes formed his team. They were not strong by themselves, it was unity and friendship that strengthened them.

Eventually a perilous dragon settled near Hobbiton, spreading terror and destruction in the nearby villages. Nob Nar and his friends decided to rid Shire of the menace. After a hard battle they managed to defeat the lizard.

The Dragon called himself "Hwsqrin", and the mountain that had been his lair was named "Hwsqrin Mountain" after him. Nob Nar settled there with his companions, and abbreviated its unspeakable name to simple "Hin". His party was called "Hin Warriors" afterwards.

Hin Warriors practiced weapon combat as well as simple magic - they could make your nose grow 10 inches long and your face turn purple when you upset them, or conjure beautiful flowers when they were pleased. Nob Nar, who died after a long life, was granted Maia-like powers by the Mights of Arda, and he became the divine leader of the Hin Warriors Guild.

He granted his followers more powerful magic - they could now use powers enchanted in small rocks to harden their skins, or cure wounds with simple incantations. Nob Nar used to smoke pipeweed. Soon the custom was passed to other Hins. They became very skilled smokers - they could recognise each other just by the scent of their tobacco floating in the air. Nob Nar granted Hin Warriors a gift of projecting their thoughts to others when focusing their minds on their pipe.

Hin Warriors, led by Nob Nar, always opposed evil in any form. With merry songs and jokes they stood fast against any foe, and they fought even the unspeakable evil lurking inside Minas Morgul.

Dark days began for the Guild as the Eye returned to Mordor. The Unnamed released his full wrath against the Hins. After a few months of hopeless defence the Mountain fell. Even the High White Sorcerers were unable to stop orc troops from advancing.

Mage Locklear led the final attack, and unleashed the full fury and anger of the Eye. The roots of Hin Mountain were shattered, and all that remained was flooded with black flames of Morgul, and soon the Mountain was completely destroyed. This unholy act shattered the shelter of Hin Warriors, but not their hearts. The guild divided.

Some Warriors chose to continue on their path and became Heralds of the Valar, others became Tricksters (more concerned with merry tricks than their former occupation, though). It is said, however that Nob Nar will some day return, and lead his Warriors once again. Our motto is: "Once a Hin, Always a Hin!".

Rangar Dagnir Gronda, Lord of the House of Amandil and Rangar's Clan Leader of the Shires

Having read the ancient scroll, you can look around the library and ask for another manuscript to read, or you can consult your map of the strong hold to take you to some other area of the guild.