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When you know more you will understand why you have angered my companions. We intend no evil to Rohan, nor to any of its folk, neither to man nor to horse. Will you not hear our tale before you strike. I will, said Eomer ´ lowering his blade. But wanderers in the Riddermark would be wise to be less haughty in these days of doubt. First tell me your right name. First tell me whom you serve, said Aragorn. Are you friend or foe of Sauron, the Dark Lord of Mordor. I serve only the Lord of the Mark, The´oden King son of Thengel, answered Eomer. We do not serve the Power of the Black Land far ´ away, but neither are we yet at open war with him; and if you are fleeing from him, then you had best leave this land. There is trouble now on all our borders, and we are threatened; but we desire only to be free, and to live as we have lived, keeping our own, and serving no foreign lord, good or evil. We welcomed guests kindly in the better days, but in these times the unbidden stranger finds us swift and hard. Come. Who are you. Whom do you serve. At whose command do you hunt Orcs in our land. I serve no man, said Aragorn; but the servants of Sauron I pursue into whatever land they may go. There are few among mortal Men who know more of Orcs; and I do not hunt them in this fashion out of choice. The Orcs whom we pursued took captive two of my friends. In such need a man that has no horse will go on foot, and he will not ask for leave to follow the trail. Nor will he count the heads of the enemy save with a sword. I am not weaponless. Aragorn threw back his cloak. The elven-sheath glittered as he grasped it, and the bright blade of Andu´ril shone like a sudden flame as he swept it out. Elendil. he cried. I am Aragorn son of Arathorn, and am called Elessar, the Elfstone, Du´nadan, the heir of Isildur Elendils son of Gondor. Here is the Sword that was Broken and is forged again. Will you aid me or thwart me. Choose swiftly. Gimli and Legolas looked at their companion in amazement, for they had not seen him in this mood before. He seemed to have grown in stature while Eomer had shrunk; and in his living face they caught ´ a brief vision of the power and majesty of the kings of stone. For a 434 Consider, grand theft auto 5 key activation download improbable! HE L ORD O F THE R INGS moment it seemed to game cheats eyes of Legolas that a white flame flickered on the brows of Aragorn like a shining crown. Eomer stepped back consider, steam cache server windows think a look of awe was in his face. He cast ´ down his proud eyes. These are indeed strange days, he muttered. Dreams and legends spring to life out of the grass. Tell me, lord, he said, what brings you here. And what was the meaning of the dark words. Long has Boromir son of Denethor been gone seeking an answer, and the horse that we lent him came back riderless. What doom do you bring out of the North. The doom of choice, said Aragorn. You may say this to The´oden son of Thengel: open war lies before him, with Sauron or against him. None may live now as they have lived, and few shall keep what they call their own. But of these great matters we will speak later. If chance allows, I will come myself to the king. Now I am in great need, and I ask for help, or at least for tidings. You heard that we are pursuing an orc-host that carried off our friends. What can you tell us. That you need not pursue them further, said Eomer. The Orcs ´ are destroyed. And our friends. We found none but Orcs. But that is strange indeed, said Aragorn. Did you search the slain. Were there no bodies other than those of orc-kind. They would be small, only children to your eyes, unshod but clad in grey. There were no dwarves nor children, said Eomer. ´ We counted all the slain and despoiled them, and then we piled the carcases and burned them, as is our custom. The ashes are smoking still. We do not speak of dwarves or children, said Gimli. Our friends were hobbits. ´ Hobbits. said Eomer. And what may they be. It is a strange name. A strange name for a strange folk, said Gimli. But these were very dear to us. It seems that you have heard in Rohan of the words that troubled Minas Tirith. They spoke of the Halfling. These hobbits are Halflings. ´ Halflings. laughed the Rider that stood beside Eomer. Halflings. But they are only a little people in old songs and childrens tales out of the North. Do we walk in legends or on the green earth in the daylight. A man may do both, said Aragorn. For not we but those who come after will make the legends of our time. The green earth, say you. That is a mighty matter of legend, though you tread it under the light of day. Time is pressing, said the Rider, not heeding Aragorn. We must T HE RIDER S O F R O HA N 435 hasten south, lord. Let us leave these wild folk to their fancies. Or let us bind them and take 3 mumbai gate baldurs jannaths estate to the king. Peace, Eothain. said Eomer in his own tongue. Leave me a while. ´ ´ Tell the e´ored to assemble on the path, and make ready to ride to the Entwade. Muttering Eothain ´ retired, and spoke to the others. Soon they drew off and ´ left Eomer alone with the three companions. All that you say is strange, Aragorn, he said. Yet you speak the truth, that is plain: the Men of the Mark do not lie, and therefore they are not easily deceived. But you have not told all. Will you not now speak more fully of your errand, so that I may judge what to do. I set out from Imladris, as it is named in the rhyme, many weeks ago, answered Aragorn. With me went Boromir of Minas Tirith. My errand was to go to that city with the son of Denethor, to aid his folk in their war against Sauron. But the Company that I journeyed with had other business. Of that I cannot speak now. Pubg game official website japanese the Grey was our leader. ´ Gandalf. Eomer exclaimed. Gandalf Greyhame is known in the Mark; but his name, I warn you, is no longer a password to the kings favour. He has been a guest in the land many times in the memory of men, coming as he will, after a season, or after many years. He is ever the herald of strange events: a bringer of evil, some now say. Indeed since his last coming in the summer all things have gone amiss. At that time our trouble with Saruman began. Until then we counted Saruman our friend, but Gandalf came then and warned us that sudden war was preparing in Isengard. He said that he himself had been a prisoner in Orthanc and had hardly escaped, and he begged for help. But The´oden would not listen to him, and he went away. Speak not the name of Gandalf loudly in The´odens ears. He is wroth. For Gandalf took the horse that is called Shadowfax, the most precious of all the kings steeds, chief of the Mearas, which only the Lord of the Mark may ride. For the sire of their race was the great horse of Eorl that knew the speech of Men. Seven nights ago Shadowfax returned; but the kings anger is not less, for now the horse is wild and will let no man handle him. Then Shadowfax has found his way alone from the far North, said Aragorn; for it was there that he and Gandalf parted. But alas. Gandalf will ride no longer. He Pubg game official website japanese into darkness in the Mines of Moria and comes not again. ´ That is heavy tidings, said Eomer. At least to me, and to many; though not to all, as you may find, if you come to the king. It is tidings more grievous than any in this land can understand, 436 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS though it may touch them sorely ere the year is much older, said Aragorn. But when the great fall, the less must lead. My part it has been to guide our Company on the long road from Moria. Through Lo´rien we came of which it were well that you should learn the truth ere you speak of it again and thence down the leagues of the Great River to the falls of Rauros. There Boromir was slain by the same Orcs whom you destroyed. ´ Your news is all of woe. cried Eomer in dismay. Great harm is this death to Minas Tirith, and to us all. That was a worthy man. All spoke his praise. He came seldom to the Mark, for he was ever in the wars on the East-borders; but I have seen him. See more like to the swift sons of Eorl than to the grave Men of Gondor he seemed to me, and likely to prove a great captain of his people when his time came. But we have had no word of this grief out of Gondor. When did he fall. It is now the fourth day since he was slain, answered Aragorn; and since the evening of that day we have journeyed from the shadow of Tol This web page. On foot. cried Eomer. ´ Yes, even as you see us. Wide wonder came into Eomers eyes. Strider is too poor a name, ´ son of Arathorn, he said. Wingfoot I name you. This deed of the three friends should be sung in many a hall. Forty leagues and five you have measured ere the fourth day is ended. Hardy is the race of Elendil. But now, lord, what would you have me do. I must return in haste to The´oden. I spoke warily before my men. It is true that we are not yet at open war with the Black Land, and there are some, close to the kings ear, that speak craven counsels; but war is coming. We shall not forsake our old alliance with Gondor, and while they fight we shall aid them: so say I and all who hold with me. The East-mark is my charge, the ward of the Third Marshal, and I have removed all our herds and herdfolk, withdrawing them beyond Entwash, and leaving none here but guards and swift scouts. Then you do not pay tribute to Sauron. said Gimli. ´ We do not and we never have, said Eomer with a flash of his eyes; though it comes to my ears that that lie has been told. Some years ago the Lord of the Black Land wished to purchase horses of us at great price, but we refused him, for he puts beasts to evil use. Then he sent plundering Orcs, and they carry off what they can, choosing always the black horses: few of these are now left. For that reason our feud with the Orcs is bitter. But at this time our chief concern is with Saruman. He has claimed lordship over all this land, and there has been war between us for T HE RIDER S O F R O HA N 437 many months. He has taken Orcs into his service, and Wolf-riders, and evil Men, and he has closed the Gap against us, so that we are likely to be beset both east and west. It is ill dealing with such a foe: he is a wizard both cunning and dwimmer-crafty, having many guises. He walks here and there, they say, as an old man hooded and cloaked, very like to Gandalf, as many now recall. His spies slip through every net, and his birds of ill omen are abroad in the sky. I do not know how it will all end, and my heart misgives me; for it seems to me that his friends do not all dwell in Isengard. But if you come to the kings house, Pubg game official website japanese shall see for yourself. Will you not come. Do I hope in vain that you have been sent to me for a help in doubt and need. I will come when I may, said Aragorn. ´ Come now. said Eomer. The Heir of Elendil would be a strength indeed to the Sons of Eorl in this evil tide. There is battle even now upon the Westemnet, and I fear that it may go ill for us. Indeed in this riding north I went without the kings leave, for in my absence his house is left with little guard. But scouts warned me of the orc-host coming down out of the East Wall four nights ago, and among them they reported that some bore the white badges of Saruman. So suspecting what I most fear, a league between Orthanc and the Dark Tower, I led forth my e´ored, men of my own household; and we overtook the Orcs at nightfall two days ago, near to the borders of the Entwood. There we surrounded them, and gave battle yesterday at dawn. Fifteen of my men I lost, and twelve horses alas. For the Orcs were greater in number than we counted on. Others joined them, coming out of the East across the Great River: their trail is plain to see a little north of this spot. And others, too, came out of the forest. Great Orcs, who also bore the White Hand of Isengard: that kind is stronger and more fell than all others. Nonetheless we put an end to them. But we have been too long away. We are needed south and west. Will you not come. There are spare horses as you see. There is work for the Sword to do. Yes, and we could find a use for Gimlis axe and the bow of Legolas, if they will pardon my rash words concerning the Lady of the Wood. I spoke only as do all men in my land, and I would gladly learn here. I thank you for your fair words, said Aragorn, and my heart desires to come with you; but I cannot desert my friends while hope remains. Hope does not remain, said Eomer. You will not find your ´ friends on the North-borders. Yet my friends are not behind. We found a clear token not far from the East Wall that one at least of them was still alive there. But between the wall and the downs we have found no other trace of 438 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS them, and no trail has turned aside, this way or that, unless my skill has wholly left me. Then what do you think has become of them. I do not visit web page. They may have been slain and burned among the Orcs; but that you will say cannot be, and I do not fear it. I can only think that they were carried off into the forest before the battle, even before you encircled your foes, maybe. Can you swear that none escaped your net in such a way. I would swear that no Orc escaped after we sighted them, said Eomer. We reached the forest-eaves before them, and if after that ´ any living thing broke through our ring, then it was no Orc and had some Elvish power. Our friends were attired even as we are, said Aragorn; and you passed us by under the full light of day. I had forgotten that, said Eomer. ´ It is steam deck gpu bug to be sure of anything among so many marvels. The world is all grown strange. Elf and Dwarf in company walk in our daily fields; and folk speak with the Lady of the Wood and yet live; and the Sword comes back to war that was broken in the long ages ere the fathers of our fathers rode into the Mark. How shall a man judge what to do in such times. As he ever has judged, said Aragorn. Good and ill have not changed since yesteryear; nor are they one thing among Elves and Dwarves and another among Men. It is a mans part to discern them, as much in the Golden Wood as in his own house. True indeed, said Eomer. ´ But I do not doubt you, nor the deed which my heart would do. Yet I am not free to do all as I would. It is against our law to let strangers see more at will in our land, until the king himself shall give them leave, and more strict is the command in these days of peril. I have begged you to come back willingly with me, and you will not. Loth am I to begin a battle of one hundred against three. I do not think your law was made for such a chance, said Aragorn. Nor indeed am I a stranger; for I have been in this land before, more than once, and ridden with the host of the Rohirrim, though under other name and in other guise. You I have not seen before, for you are young, but ´ I have spoken with Eomund your father, and with The´oden son of Thengel. Never in former days would any high lord of this land have constrained a man to abandon such a quest as mine. My duty at ´ least is clear, to go on. Come now, son of Eomund, the choice must be made at last. Aid us, or at the worst let us go free. Or seek to carry out your law. If you do so there will be fewer to return to your war or to your king. Eomer ´ was silent for a moment, then he spoke. We both have need of haste, he said. My company chafes to be away, and every T HE RIDER S O F R O HA N 439 hour lessens your hope. This is my choice. You may go; and what is more, I will lend you horses. This only I ask: when your quest is achieved, or is proved vain, return with the horses over the Entwade to Meduseld, the high house in Edoras where The´oden now sits. Thus you shall prove to him that I have not misjudged. In this I place myself, and maybe my very life, in the keeping of your good faith. Do not fail. I will not, said Aragorn.
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