Title: A Meeting on the Plains
Source: The Two Towers
Disclaimer: Tolkien's, not mine.
A bit of an antidote to my last post.
“Who are you, and what are you doing in this land?” said the Rider in the common speech. “Speak quickly!”
“We are travelers, and friends of Rohan,” Aragorn answered.
Gimli spoke up, with less courtesy than Aragorn thought wise. “Give me your name, horsemaster, and I will give you mine.”
The tall Rider glared at the Dwarf, and dismounted swiftly, his proud eyes glinting dangerously. “The stranger should proclaim himself first,” he declared, as his men guarded him closely. “But I am called Éomund of the Eastfold, and am Third Marshal of the Riddermark. Now state your business in Rohan!”