Post by Alcorad on Jun 15, 2005 20:46:53 GMT
Doren rode through Enedwaith at full gallope on his white steed with ten men of Bree riding behind him. They wished to press through the most unpopulated lands in Enedwaith as fast as they could as to avoid the wild men of Dunland. The brush around them has grown dry and stiff in the rough terrain, and the sun's heat pressed hard upon them. The most that Doren could hope was that they would not suffer an ambush. Finally they saw the lands of Rohan over the horizon as they pressed southeast and rode onwards past it's borders
