Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-25344655-20141212021751/@comment-67.22.249.68-20141228041245

The Fellowship travelled across the many regions of Eriador, on their way to the gap of Rohan. Erkenbrine was rather happy about this. He loved the rolling plains of Rohan even more than those of Lindon, and he enjoyed the company of the Rohirrim more than his own kind. When the time came, he would have to pay a visit to Eomer, his best friend within the Riddermark. But even more than excitement, he was confused. It must have shown, because Gandalf said to him:

"What is troubling you, Erkenbrine?"

"I got a message from my home, Mithlond, before we left Rivendell. Apparently some weird... thing came and claimed to be the chosen one of Eru Illuvatar. They say he was abnormally tall, and half of his skin glistened white while the other half was pitch black. He was accompanied by a Blue Dwarf."

"That is curious. But it is of no consequence to us at the moment. We must deal with that at a later date."

A short while later, the Crebain passed over them, and they could no longer go through the gap of Rohan.

"Great. First some freakish loon shows up in the Grey Havens, now we're not going to Rohan. Can this get any worse?"

Gandalf looked to the Misty Mountains. "We must take the pass of Caradhras."

"Crap."

Shortly later, Erkenbrine was freezing his pointy ears off. The only consolation was that he and Legolas were able to stand atop the snow bank while everyone else had to push through it. Then, Saruman's magic caused an avalanche, and they all realized that Caradhras was closed to them.

"Well, at least things really can't get worse than this."

Frodo made his decision. "We will go through the mines of Moria!"

"...... sigh. That's one of the remarkable things about life. It's never so bad that it can't get worse."

And so the group descended the mountain toward the mines of Moria.