Jandalf: ...PUT AWAY THE GARLIC, PADAWAN!!! I had no idea that would continue over here...
Auddie: Erk...sorry about that, folks.
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At that sound the bent shape of the king sprang suddenly erect. Tall and proud he seemed again; and rising in his his stirrups he cried in a loud voice, more clear than any there had ever heard a mortal man achieve before:
Arise, arise, Riders of Théoden!
Fell deeds awake: fire and slaughter!
Spear shall be shaken, shield be splintered,
A sword-day, a red day, ere the sun rises!
Ride now, ride now! Ride to Gondor!
With that he seized a great horn from Guthláf his banner-bearer, and he blew such a blast upon it that it burst asunder. And straightaway all the horns in the host were lifted up in music, and the blowing of the horns of Rohan in that hour was like a storm upon the plain and a thunder in the mountains.
Ride now, ride now! Ride to Gondor!
Unfortunately for the company, the Narrator had become tired of such incredibly-won victories that would await their arrival, and let the sound-waves of the horns and voices continue to thunder around the nearby mountain range that had popped up at random.
"AVALANCHE!!" screamed some poor soldier before the rocks came up.
The king turned around... "D'OH!!!!"
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Hold on, my train of thought derailed. And it's some undertaking to get it back on track, I can tell you...
--Audreidi & Jandalf, proud members and Twins of Optometry for the Society of Nearsighted Elves
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