The Great Golden Hoard Game Thread

[Eomer of the Rohirrim]

Éomeléo stalked through the woods with a huge grin on his face. Sure, he wasn't quite clean, and his clothes had been torn by the unlikely number of thickets he had had to negotiate, but he was happy nonetheless. Who would have thought that he would be summoned by the seductive voice of adventure? Certainly not Éomeléo himself. He had anticipated nothing but problems for this week. How fortunate indeed! Most of the people he associated with would be horrified by the prospect of sleeping in fields. Adventuring: what a simple way to escape. Why had he never hit upon this idea before? Why had it taken that wine bottle to set him free?

Anyway, the opportunity to strike two birds with one stone had presented itself, and here was one Gondorian nobleman who jumped at the chance to grab his majestic blue cloak and flee. The trip so far had been wholly uneventful; but Éomeléo had been convincing himself that he was 'roughing it' out in the wild. It never hurts to get a bit of self-esteem into your system, especially when you lack hardiness to the extent that this fellow does. He is rather tall and proud to look at, delighted by his, almost royal, attire — waistcoat, ruffled shirt, and a splendid feathered hat (all royal blue); but he has clearly been protected his whole life, "wrapped up in cotton" they say, so of course he had no idea just how incredulous his family were when they read the message notifying of his journey.

In his bag he carried some rope, some food and water, and a bundle of clothes (another shirt, a jacket and spare cloak — again, all royal blue). His sword was hanging by his side and his crossbow was at his back. Attached to a chain around his neck was a golden ocarina, whose music could enchant even the most stubborn soul. Plus, he had made sure to have a haircut before he left so he was still looking quite prim.

Yes, this was the life. Éomeléo reached the end of the woods and there he saw it! The lush green banks of the Sea of Rhûn. Not at all like what they said it was in Gondor. "Let it begin!" he yelled, and the birds flew away in surprise and annoyance.