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'Tis beautiful countryside in Ruddymore, with the crimson fields and red rocks, even if there's a wolf or worse hiding in the rocks here and there. Cardolan is old Arnor, so there's Dúnedain to and fro on the old paths, keeps it mostly safe, and I'm a big lump not too many want to be havin' a word with.
Got to the Crossway just as lunch was comin' on, so I gives Maddoc a few coppers and he sorted me a nice lunch.
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'Tis beautiful countryside in Ruddymore, with the crimson fields and red rocks, even if there's a wolf or worse hiding in the rocks here and there. Cardolan is old Arnor, so there's Dúnedain to and fro on the old paths, keeps it mostly safe, and I'm a big lump not too many want to be havin' a word with.
Got to the Crossway just as lunch was comin' on, so I gives Maddoc a few coppers and he sorted me a nice lunch.
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'Tis beautiful countryside in Ruddymore, with the crimson fields and red rocks, even if there's a wolf or worse hiding in the rocks here and there. Cardolan is old Arnor, so there's Dúnedain to and fro on the old paths, keeps it mostly safe, and I'm a big lump not too many want to be havin' a word with.
Got to the Crossway just as lunch was comin' on, so I gives Maddoc a few coppers and he sorted me a nice lunch.
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'Tis beautiful countryside in Ruddymore, with the crimson fields and red rocks, even if there's a wolf or worse hiding in the rocks here and there. Cardolan is old Arnor, so there's Dúnedain to and fro on the old paths, keeps it mostly safe, and I'm a big lump not too many want to be havin' a word with.
Got to the Crossway just as lunch was comin' on, so I gives Maddoc a few coppers and he sorted me a nice lunch.
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'Tis beautiful countryside in Ruddymore, with the crimson fields and red rocks, even if there's a wolf or worse hiding in the rocks here and there. Cardolan is old Arnor, so there's Dúnedain to and fro on the old paths, keeps it mostly safe, and I'm a big lump not too many want to be havin' a word with.
Got to the Crossway just as lunch was comin' on, so I gives Maddoc a few coppers and he sorted me a nice lunch.
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"Twere a long old walk to Lyndelby, let me tell you.
I set out at the foredawn, the Brandywine were runnin' higher than usual, hard to find a dry path across the ford, and wi' me wet boots I didn't fancy the blisters I'd surely get hiking to Herne, so I spoke with the stable-master and hired a horse.
10 silver and 50 coppers he wanted! Still, I knew me boots would dry and it'd get me to Herne in time for an early lunch.
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"Twere a long old walk to Lyndelby, let me tell you.
I set out at the foredawn, the Brandywine were runnin' higher than usual, hard to find a dry path across the ford, and wi' me wet boots I didn't fancy the blisters I'd surely get hiking to Herne, so I spoke with the stable-master and hired a horse.
10 silver and 50 coppers he wanted! Still, I knew me boots would dry and it'd get me to Herne in time for an early lunch.
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"Twere a long old walk to Lyndelby, let me tell you.
I set out at the foredawn, the Brandywine were runnin' higher than usual, hard to find a dry path across the ford, and wi' me wet boots I didn't fancy the blisters I'd surely get hiking to Herne, so I spoke with the stable-master and hired a horse.
10 silver and 50 coppers he wanted! Still, I knew me boots would dry and it'd get me to Herne in time for an early lunch.
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"Twere a long old walk to Lyndelby, let me tell you.
I set out at the foredawn, the Brandywine were runnin' higher than usual, hard to find a dry path across the ford, and wi' me wet boots I didn't fancy the blisters I'd surely get hiking to Herne, so I spoke with the stable-master and hired a horse.
10 silver and 50 coppers he wanted! Still, I knew me boots would dry and it'd get me to Herne in time for an early lunch.
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"Twere a long old walk to Lyndelby, let me tell you.
I set out at the foredawn, the Brandywine were runnin' higher than usual, hard to find a dry path across the ford, and wi' me wet boots I didn't fancy the blisters I'd surely get hiking to Herne, so I spoke with the stable-master and hired a horse.
10 silver and 50 coppers he wanted! Still, I knew me boots would dry and it'd get me to Herne in time for an early lunch.