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Just because it interests nobody but me...
I always pictured Nurn like the swamps in Elder Scrolls III: Morrowind. I'll try to find a screenshot.
http://i.pbase.com/u48/morsla/upload...owindswamp.jpg Nurn would be sort of gloomy even in the daytime, scattered with ramshackle huts and peopled by a broken race, who endlessly till the poor but boundless fields and farm the strange animals... Last edited by The Sixth Wizard; 07-28-2008 at 02:16 AM. |
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
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The book was called Tales from the Shadows by Braden Burgess. I don't consider it to be reliable material that is approved of by Tolkien, but I thought that it might hold just a grain of truth.
I pictured Nurn to be the most hospitable place in all of Mordor. Since Sauron's slaves farmed the area the soil would have to be rich and not thorny or rocky like the plains of Gorgoroth. After all, King Ellessar gave the lands to Sauron's slaves after the downfall of the dark tower so I'm sure there would have been sunlight and fruitful plains for people to make a living.
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Hmmm...I've never heard of Braden Burgess. So I looked up Braden Burgess on Google, and then I looked up Burgess Braden, and it seems Google has never heard of him either. This...book...who is the publisher? How did Mr. Burgess get by Tolkien Enterprises and/or the Tolkien Family Trust to write a fictional account of Middle-earth, which would clearly be copyright infringement (and it would seem more fan-fic than anything canonical)?
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To Groin:
That is 100% fan-made stuff. Nice idea from the fans, but still, not Tolkien.
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colonial powers in Rohan, chasing out the Dunlendings- which is why that folk helped Saruman. From Robert Foster's the cpmplete guide to Middle-Earth: Quote:
Dunlendings plight, reminiscent of North American and Australian native peoples (but without the virtual genocide conducted in those regions).
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As I said, Rohan was originally a colony of Gondor, rather like when the English exported Scots Protestants to Northern Ireland, but they were autonomous. Perhaps a better analogy would be when the Roman Emperor gave the Goths an area already abandoned by the Romans to be their homeland (the Gondorions in effect gave Rohan land they could no longer control).
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