'Théoden King has gone ahead with Gandalf, Player. Do you think he has forgiven us? I know in my heart we returned for the good of the kingdom, but it is a serious crime to disobey the word of a king!
'My heart is a-flutter, friend.'0/1
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'Théoden King has gone ahead with Gandalf, Player. Do you think he has forgiven us? I know in my heart we returned for the good of the kingdom, but it is a serious crime to disobey the word of a king!
'My heart is a-flutter, friend.'0/1
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'Gléowine still believes we will be punished, but my mind is not troubled. We returned to Théoden at the right moment for forgiveness. Was Gandalf not sent away with equal force? And yet now he has the ear of the king, and speaks wisdom to him.
'We return without the insight of the Wizard, but we bring something valuable all the same: warning of Saruman's reach and power. That warning too has value to the king, and when he chooses his course he will weigh what we have to say alongside the words of his advisors.'0/1
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'Now we will hear the commands of Théoden, and learn if we have truly come to him in time. Rohan stands at a crossroad, and it is up to her King to choose the correct course. We will help him choose aright, to the sorrow of Saruman!
'It is not magic that Gandalf uses to cure Théoden of the hurts that Saruman and his agent Gríma have wrought. No, our wise friend seeks to cure Théoden with words: words of friendship and hope. Already I see it working.'0/1
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'The air is fresh and clean, Player, and the tall grasses sway in the breeze. From here we can look out over the fields of Rohan. See how the sunlight dances upon that distant river?
'It has been some days since Théoden beheld his own lands, I warrant. Gríma gave him report of them, but always in such a way as to advance his own ends, and those of Saruman his master.'0/1
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Gríma's eyes dart back and forth from face to face, sizing up the assemblage.
'My lord, can you not see what this Wizard and his ragged band seek to achieve? They do not care for your health or for your safety, and seek to lead you into danger. Your death would grieve them little, but there are those close to you who would mourn even the smallest hurt to your person.
'Listen to Gríma, and come back inside. Abandon the madness these cruel ones have instilled in your mind. Let me send them away. Speak not of war! That is a young man's endeavor, and you have ruled the Mark for many seasons. Will you not listen to your faithful Gríma? Send me not away!'0/1
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Gríma hisses at you, his eyes narrowed unpleasantly.
'Do not disturb my lord more than you have already! He is weary, and needs his rest. Only when you and your irksome friends leave his lands will he be once again at peace.'(Show dialog)
'Do you hear how desperately he wishes to be relieved of this charge? If that plea does not excuse Gríma from war, I can think of no other that will. I would not trust him to carry a sack of grain into the mountains, for fear he would steal either the sack or its contents, whichever he thought we would desire more!
'My uncle is no fool. He will not humour this request.'0/1
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Gríma hisses at you, his eyes narrowed unpleasantly.
'Do not disturb my lord more than you have already! He is weary, and needs his rest. Only when you and your irksome friends leave his lands will he be once again at peace.'(Show dialog)
'Do you hear how desperately he wishes to be relieved of this charge? If that plea does not excuse Gríma from war, I can think of no other that will. I would not trust him to carry a sack of grain into the mountains, for fear he would steal either the sack or its contents, whichever he thought we would desire more!
'My uncle is no fool. He will not humour this request.'0/1
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'Enough! Gríma succeeds again, if not at his truest goal then still at one of value to his master. For Saruman is his master, and every hour we delay plays into his hands. We can spare no more time on him.'0/1
