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Most of all I owe to you, my guest. Once again you have come in time. I would give you a gift ere we go, at your own choosing. You have only to name aught that is mine. I reserve now only my sword. Whether I came in time or not is yet to be seen, said Gandalf. But as for your gift, lord, I will choose one that will fit my need: swift and sure. Give me Shadowfax. He was only lent before, if loan we may call it. But now I shall ride him into great hazard, setting silver against black: I would not risk anything that is not my own. And already there is a bond of love between us. You choose well, said The´oden; and I give him now gladly. Yet it is a great gift. There is none like to Shadowfax. In him one of the mighty steeds of old has returned. None such shall return again. And to you my other guests I will offer such things as may be found in my armoury. Swords you do not need, but there are helms and coats of mail of cunning work, gifts to my fathers out of Gondor. Choose from these ere we go, and may they serve you well. Now men came bearing raiment of war from the kings hoard, and they arrayed Aragorn and Legolas in shining mail. Helms too they chose, and round shields: their bosses were overlaid with gold and set with gems, green and red and white. Gandalf took no armour; and Gimli needed no coat of rings, even if one had been found to match his stature, for there was no hauberk in the hoards of Edoras of better make than his short corslet forged beneath the Mountain in the North. But he chose a cap of iron and leather that fitted well upon his round head; and a small shield he also took. It bore the running horse, white upon green, that was the emblem of the House of Eorl. May it keep you well. said The´oden. It was made for me in Thengels day, while still I was a boy. Gimli bowed. I am proud, Lord of the Mark, to bear your device, he said. Indeed sooner would I bear a horse than be borne by one. I love my feet better. But, maybe, I shall come yet where I can stand and fight. It may well be so, said The´oden. The king now ´ rose, and at once Eowyn came forward bearing wine. Ferthu The´oden ha´l. she said. Receive now this cup and drink in happy hour. Health be with thee at thy going and coming. The´oden drank from the cup, and she then proffered it to the guests. As she stood before Aragorn she paused suddenly and looked upon him, and her eyes were shining. And he looked down upon her T HE K ING O F THE G O LDEN HALL 523 fair face and smiled; but as he took the cup, his hand met hers, and he knew that she trembled at the touch. Hail Aragorn son of Arathorn. she said. Hail Lady of Rohan. he answered, but his face now was troubled and he did not smile. When they had all drunk, the king went down the hall to the doors. There the guards awaited him, and heralds stood, and all the lords and chiefs were gathered together that remained in Edoras or dwelt nearby. Behold. I go forth, and it seems like to be my last riding, said The ´ ´oden. I have no child. The´odred my son is slain. I name Eomer my sister-son to be my heir. If neither of us return, then choose a new lord as you will. But to some one I must now entrust my people that I leave behind, to rule them in my place. Which of you will stay. No man spoke. Is there none whom you would name. In whom do my people trust. In the House of Eorl, answered Ha´ma. But Eomer ´ I cannot spare, nor would he stay, said the king; and he is the last of that House. ´ I said not Eomer, answered Ha´ma. And he is not the last. There is Eowyn, daughter of Eomund, his sister. She is fearless and high- ´ ´ hearted. All love her. Let her be as lord to the Eorlingas, while we are gone. It shall be so, https://strategygamespc.cloud/game/games-like-command-and-conquer-generals.php The´oden. Let the heralds announce to the folk that the Lady Eowyn will lead them. ´ Then ´ the king sat upon a seat before his doors, and Eowyn knelt before him and received from him a sword and a fair corslet. Farewell sister-daughter. he said. Dark is the hour, yet maybe we shall return to the Golden Hall. But in Dunharrow the people may long defend themselves, and if the battle go ill, thither will come all who escape. Speak not so. she answered. A year shall I endure for every day that passes until your return. But as she spoke her eyes went to Aragorn who stood nearby. The king shall come again, he said. Fear not. Not West but East does our doom await us. The king now went down the stair with Gandalf beside him. The others followed. Aragorn looked back as they passed towards the gate. Alone Eowyn ´ stood before the doors of the house at the stairs head; the sword was set upright before her, and her hands were laid upon the hilt. She was clad now in mail and shone like silver in the sun. Gimli walked with Legolas, his axe on his shoulder. Well, at last we set off. he said. Men need many words before deeds. My axe is 524 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS restless in my hands. Though I doubt not that these Rohirrim are fell-handed when they come to it. Nonetheless this is not the warfare that suits me. How shall I come to the battle. I wish I could walk and not bump like a sack at Gandalfs saddlebow. A safer seat than many, I guess, said Legolas. Yet doubtless Gandalf will gladly put you down on your feet when blows begin; or Shadowfax himself. An axe is no weapon for a rider. And a Dwarf is no horseman. It is orc-necks I would hew, not shave the scalps of Men, said Gimli, patting the haft of his axe. At the gate they found a great host of men, old and young, all ready in the saddle. More than a thousand were there mustered. Their spears were like a springing wood. Loudly and joyously they shouted as The´oden came forth. Some held in readiness the kings horse, Snowmane, and others held the horses of Aragorn and Legolas. Gimli stood ill at ease, frowning, but Eomer ´ came up to him, leading his horse. Hail, Gimli Glo´ins son. he cried. I have not had time to learn gentle speech under your rod, as you promised. But shall we not put aside our quarrel. At least I will speak no evil again of the Lady of the Wood. I will forget my wrath for a while, Eomer ´ son of Eomund, ´ continue reading Gimli; but if ever you chance to see the Lady Galadriel with your eyes, then you shall acknowledge her the fairest of ladies, or our friendship will end. So be it. said Eomer. ´ But until that time pardon me, and in token of pardon ride with me, I beg. Gandalf will be at the head with the Lord of the Mark; but Firefoot, my horse, will bear us both, if you will. I thank you indeed, said Gimli greatly pleased. I will gladly go with you, if Legolas, my comrade, may ride beside us. Https://strategygamespc.cloud/steam-deck/steam-deck-oled-shell.php shall be so, said Eomer. ´ Legolas upon my left, and Aragorn upon my right, and none will dare to stand before us. Where is Shadowfax. said Gandalf. Running wild over the grass, they answered. He will let no man handle him. There he goes, away down by the ford, like a shadow among the willows. Gandalf whistled and called aloud the horses name, and far away he tossed his head and neighed, and turning sped towards the host like an arrow. Were the breath of the West Wind to take a body visible, even so would it appear, said Eomer, ´ as the great horse ran up, until he stood before the wizard. The gift seems already to be given, said The´oden. But hearken all. Here now I name my guest, Gandalf Greyhame, wisest of counsel- T HE K ING O F THE G O LDEN HALL 525 lors, most welcome of wanderers, a lord of the Mark, a chieftain of the Eorlingas while our kin shall last; and I give to him Shadowfax, prince of horses. I thank you, The´oden King, said Gandalf. Then suddenly he threw back his grey cloak, and cast aside his hat, and leaped to horseback. He wore no helm nor mail. His snowy hair flew free in the wind, his white robes shone dazzling in the sun. Behold the White Rider. cried Aragorn, and all took up the words. Our King and the White Rider. they shouted. Forth Eorlingas. The trumpets sounded. The horses reared and neighed. Spear clashed on shield. Then the king raised his hand, and with a rush like the sudden onset of a great wind the last host of Rohan rode thundering into the West. Far over ´ the plain Eowyn saw the glitter of their spears, as she stood still, alone before the doors of the silent house. Chapter 7 HELMS DEEP The sun was already westering as they rode from Edoras, and the light of it was in their eyes, turning all the rolling fields of Rohan to a golden haze. There was a beaten way, north-westward along the foot-hills of the White Mountains, and this they followed, up and down in a green country, crossing small swift streams by many fords. Far ahead and to their right the Misty Mountains loomed; ever darker and taller they grew as the miles went by. The sun went slowly down before them. Evening came behind. The host rode on. Need drove them. Fearing to come too late, they rode with all the speed they could, pausing seldom. Swift and enduring were the steeds of Rohan, but there were many leagues to go. Forty leagues and more it was, as a bird flies, from Edoras to the fords of the Isen, where they hoped to find the kings men that held back the hosts of Saruman. Night closed about them. At last they halted to make their camp. They had ridden for some five hours and were far out upon the western plain, yet more than half their journey lay still before them. In a great circle, under the starry sky and the waxing moon, they now made their bivouac. They lit no fires, for they were uncertain of events; but they set a ring of mounted guards about them, and scouts rode out far ahead, passing like shadows in the folds of the land. The slow night passed without tidings or alarm. At dawn the horns sounded, and within an hour they took the road again. There were no clouds overhead yet, but a heaviness was in the air; it was hot for the season of the year. The rising sun was hazy, and behind it, following it slowly up the sky, there was a growing darkness, as of a great storm moving out of the East. And away in the North-west there seemed to be another darkness brooding about the feet of the Misty Mountains, a shadow that crept down slowly from the Wizards Vale. Gandalf dropped back ´ to where Legolas rode beside Eomer. You have the keen eyes of your fair kindred, Legolas, he said; and they can tell a sparrow from a finch a league off. Tell me, can you see anything away yonder towards Isengard. Many miles lie between, said Legolas, gazing thither and shading his eyes with his long hand. I can see a darkness. There are shapes H ELM S DEEP 527 moving in it, great shapes far away upon the bank of the river; but what they are I cannot tell. It is not mist or cloud that defeats my eyes: there is a veiling shadow that some power lays upon the land, and it marches slowly down stream. It is as if the twilight under endless trees were flowing downwards from the hills. And behind us comes a very storm of Mordor, said Gandalf. It will be a black night. As the second day of their riding drew on, the heaviness in the air increased. In the afternoon the dark clouds began to overtake them: a sombre canopy with great billowing edges flecked with dazzling light. The sun went down, blood-red in a smoking haze. The spears of the Riders were tipped with fire as the last shafts of light kindled the steep faces of the peaks of Thrihyrne: now very near they stood on the northernmost arm of the White Mountains, three jagged horns staring at the sunset. In the last red glow men in the vanguard saw a black speck, a horseman riding back towards them. They halted awaiting him. He came, a weary man with dinted helm and cloven shield. Slowly he climbed from his horse and stood there a while gasping. At length he spoke. Is Eomer here. he asked. You come at last, but too late, ´ and with too little strength. Things have gone evilly since The´odred fell. We were driven back yesterday over the Isen with great loss; many perished at the crossing. Then at night fresh forces came over the river against our camp. All Isengard must be emptied; and Saruman has armed the wild hillmen and herd-folk of Dunland beyond the rivers, and these also he loosed upon us. We were overmastered. The shield-wall was broken. Erkenbrand of Westfold has drawn off those men he could gather towards his fastness in Helms Deep. The rest are scattered. Where is Eomer. ´ Tell him there is no idea карта mansion для counter strike source casually ahead. He should return to Edoras before the wolves of Isengard come there. The´oden had sat silent, hidden from the mans sight behind his guards; now he urged his horse forward. Come, stand before me, Ceorl. he said. I am here. The last host of the Eorlingas has ridden forth. It will not return without battle. The mans face lightened with joy and wonder. He drew himself up. Then he knelt, offering his notched sword to the king. Command me, lord. continue reading cried. And pardon me. I thought-- You thought I remained in Meduseld bent like an old tree under winter snow. So it was when you rode to war. But a west wind has shaken the boughs, said The´oden. Give this man a fresh horse. Let us ride to the help of Erkenbrand. 528 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS While The´oden was speaking, Gandalf rode a short way ahead, and he sat there alone, gazing north to Isengard and west to the setting sun. Now he Apex legends account reset back. Ride, The´oden. he said. Ride to Helms Deep. Go not to the Fords of Isen, and do not tarry in the plain. I must leave you for a while. Shadowfax must bear me now on a swift errand. Turning to Aragorn and Eomer ´ and the men of the kings household, he cried: Keep well the Lord of the Mark, till I return. Await me at Helms Gate. Farewell. He spoke a word to Shadowfax, and like an arrow from the bow the great horse sprang away. Even as they looked he was gone: a flash of silver in the sunset, a wind over the grass, a shadow that fled and passed from sight. Snowmane snorted and reared, eager to follow; but only a swift bird on the wing could have overtaken him. What does that mean. said one of the guard to Ha´ma. That Gandalf Greyhame has need of haste, answered Ha´ma. Ever he goes and comes unlooked-for. Wormtongue, were he here, would not find it hard to explain, said the other. True enough, said Ha´ma; but for myself, I will wait until I see Gandalf again. Maybe you will wait long, said the other. The host turned away now from the road to the Fords of Isen and bent their course southward. Night fell, and still they rode on. The hills drew near, but the tall peaks of Thrihyrne were already dim against the darkening sky. Still some miles away, on the far side of the Westfold Vale, a great bay in the mountains, lay a green coomb, out of which a gorge opened in the hills. Men of that land called it Helms Deep, after a hero of old wars who had made his refuge there. Ever steeper and narrower it wound inward from the north under the shadow of the Thrihyrne, till the crowhaunted cliffs rose like mighty towers on either side, shutting out the light. At Helms Gate, before the mouth of the Deep, there was a heel of rock thrust outward by the northern cliff. There upon its spur stood high walls of ancient stone, and within them was a lofty tower. Men said that in the far-off days of the glory of Gondor the sea-kings had built here this fastness with the hands of giants. The Hornburg it was called, for a trumpet sounded upon the tower echoed in the Deep behind, as if armies long-forgotten were issuing to war from caves beneath the hills. A wall, too, the men of old had made from the Hornburg to the southern cliff, barring the entrance to the gorge. Beneath it by a wide culvert the Deeping-stream passed out. About H ELM S DEEP 529 the feet of the Hornrock it wound, and flowed then in a gully through the midst of a wide green gore, sloping gently down from Helms Gate to Helms Dike. Continue reading it fell into the Deeping-coomb and out into the Westfold Vale. There in the Hornburg at Helms Gate Erkenbrand, master of Westfold on the borders of the Mark, now dwelt. As the days darkened with threat of war, being wise, he had repaired the wall and made the fastness strong. The Riders were still in the low valley before the mouth of the Coomb, when cries and hornblasts were heard from their scouts that went in front. Out of the darkness arrows whistled. Swiftly a scout rode back and reported that wolf-riders were abroad in the valley, and that a host of Orcs and wild men were hurrying southward from the Fords Apex legends account reset Isen and seemed to be making for Helms Deep. We have found many of our folk lying slain as they fled thither, said the scout. And we have met scattered companies, going this way and that, leaderless. What has become of Erkenbrand none seem to know. It is likely that he will be overtaken ere he can reach Helms Gate, if he has not already perished. Has aught been seen of Gandalf. asked The´oden. Yes, lord. 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