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Illustrious Ulair
Join Date: Aug 2002
Location: In the home of lost causes, and forsaken beliefs, and unpopular names,and impossible loyalties
Posts: 4,240
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Scene: Edoras before the departure for Helm's Deep. Eowyn takes her brother aside for a final heart to heart....
Eowyn: You know, that's the thing I don't really understand about you, Eomer. You're a professional soldier, and yet, sometimes you sound as though you bally well haven't enjoyed soldiering at all. Eomer: Well, you see, sis, I did like it, back in the old days when the prerequisite of a Rohirric campaign was that the enemy should under no circumstances carry bows -- even spears made us think twice. The kind of people we liked to fight were two feet tall and armed with dry grass. Eowyn: Now, come off it, brother -- what about Druadan Forest, for heaven's sake? Eomer: Yes, that was a bit of a nasty one -- ten thousand Druadan warriors armed to the teeth with kiwi fruit and guava halves. After the battle, instead of taking prisoners, we simply made a huge fruit salad.... |
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