Whee!
So this one time, Lansing, Mornacano, Killem, Malaugrym,
and myself go into Edoras. Waltzing into the city like
we owned it, we killed the guard who defended the city
from the western side, and then, we found a brass key
that locked a room with a beautiful maiden inside of it,
and because we were feeling frisky, we killed a weaponsmith,
which probably wasn't smart because what if we needed
to sharpen our blades? ... Oh that's right! They were
automatically replaced whenever we came back from a successful
mission and they were totally better than your non-unique
weapon that wasn't from Mordor.
Afterwards, Westar and his buddies in Amruin decided to
show up and pretend to defend the city, but we locked up
the lesser experienced ones in the room with the maiden,
promising plenty of sexy adventures and other lustful
things that the people of Rohan do not get to partake in
during times of war. After the Amruin departed from the
city they cared to protect, pretending they were the mightier
ones, backup usually came from one of two places, either
Julius, Yun, perhaps a magnificent engraved longsword,
or word was out that plenty of other free race creatures
were on, however, if this was the case, the Udungul would
gather their forces from north of Thranduils and march
forth to help us, or the Sons of Ulfang would sound their
sirens from the depths of Dol Guldur, not as mighty as it
now stands as the evil races were less concentrated in
those lands.
The Valacirca would join the fight from Lothlorien, usually
with Celebedhel and Weston taking charge of the group.
The Meglivornth might show up to plunder loot with Shock,
Clontar, and occasionally others making appearances.
By then of course we'd have killed the second guard by this time
and were back in Mordor with a few ears on our necklaces.