Spoil of Rohan
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Title: Spoil of Rohan
Summary: The years that Grima has taken hold over Theoden and things in Rohan are looking worse and worse by the day. The city is fallen into corruption and crime. Not to mention they are on very bad terms with Gondor. The royal children, Eomer, Eowyn, and Theodred are being raised under horrible circumstance at the most important times in their lives.
Rating: "R", for some violence, extreme bad attitude, some sexuality (no explicit scenes).
Disclaimer: Tolkien invented all of it, I don't own any of it and wouldn't dream of trying to claim that I thought of any of it myself. I had the idea for the story and characters you don't recognize from the books or the movies are generally mine.
Archive: Ask please!
Warnings: No explicit sex scenes (that includes any rape or slash scenes), no curse words that are too terrible. Though I will say that the characters are a bit, or a lot, out of character because after all, it's my story! Special warning for Theodred and Eomer to be out of character!
Authoress's Note: This is the sequel to Flower of Gondor, though it isn't necessary to read Flower of Gondor to understand this story. This story is set 18 years after Flower of Gondor in the year 3013 and character ages go as follows: Eomer: 22, Boromir: 35, Faramir: 30, Eowyn: 18. I have checked dates and ages with the books so everything should be about correct. If something is wrong please inform the authoress and I will do my best to change the mistake unless it would alter the story greatly, after all this is the world of the fanfics and being so it's all made up! Yes, I know Ciara is not a very good elven name. I have been notified only a thousand times. There is some history to that which will be attended to! The Authoress's love and thanks!
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A short history lesson before we proceed (sorry!):
3000: Saruman turns bad. He becomes "ensnared" by Sauron.
3001: Biblo says the best speech in the history of speeches and does the special disappearing trick, very nifty.
3009: Gandalf and Ranger-boy go Gollum hunting and the "Mountains and all lands eastward are becoming dangerous."
3014: "Theoden begins to fall ill and Grima began to gain a significant hold over him, though he had evidently been in the King's service for some time before this."
There is your history lesson for the day and I just saved face so no yelling that I didn't check dates and go along with what was set. Though I will admit now that I will be screwing around with characters and probably making some people mad about that! Some liberties taken, like say how many people are in Rohan. And how many Rohirrim there are. Oh well!
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"Harder!" The captain's shout called to the men all practicing with their heavy swords, "You are not even trying!"
A few men grumbled, a few men rolled their eyes, and the others cursed under their breaths. It had been a long day for everyone and they just wanted to go home; eat and rest.
"No one goes anywhere until I say so. You will practice here until you get this perfect. Do you hear me?" The captain yelled to the tired men.
No one answered but moved back into the starting position and started to move as one coordinated, planned, mass of men.
"Again!" The captain yelled when they had completed the form, not able to find any fault that time.
The men were breathing hard now, taking deep breaths and trying to control their breathing.
"You, on the end! What is your name?!" The captain yelled to the blonde headed man at the end of the line.
"Eomer, sir." The man with the blonde hair answered in between breaths.
"You are done for the day." The captain called back.
Eomer nodded his head and left the training field, gasping for air all the way back to the training house.
"You look tired." Theodred, Eomer's cousin was changing into his tunic and breaches for his own training.
"He is in a bad mood. He obviously didn't have a women in his bed last night." Eomer regained his regular breathing and placed his sword down on the wooden bench.
"Great, my arms are already sore." Theodred moaned and stood up to stretch, "You get to leave early?"
"Yes, apparently he likes me." Eomer nodded and gave a little laugh.
"No, the captain doesn't like anybody." Theodred shook his head.
"That seems very true." Eomer agreed and other men started to slowly drift in the house to change from the training.
"That was a tiring lesson." One man sighed as he stripped off his sweaty tunic.
"Yes." Eomer nodded in agreement.
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"My, Lord, do you not think the Rohirrim are strong enough in numbers?" Theoden's attendant asked him in their usual weekly meeting.
"No, the Rohirrim can never be strong enough. The more able bodied men we have in the Rohirrim the better Rohan is off." Theoden laughed as his a attendant.
"Yes, that is true but there is no threat of war and the men are training daily and they have nothing else to do. Could they not do other jobs around the city? Help supply food or something else useful like that?" The attendant suggested.
"That is a valid suggestion. What do the other's think?" Theoden asked of the two other attendants and advisors in the meeting.
The two looked at each other, unsure of what to say, "Whatever you deem is best, my Lord." One, Eothain answered. The other, Aranarth nodded in agreement.
"I say, that you are right," Theoden spoke to his first attendant, "We will keep only the top Rohirrim in training and all others are to return to their daily lives until again called upon. Make the announcement."
Eothain and Aranarth nodded and left the room.
"You are a wise man, Grima, I am glad to have you as my most trusted advisor." Theoden smiled at his favourite attendant and rose from his chair.
~ In Gondor ~
"Father, is that really necessary?" Boromir, Faramir, and Ciara stood before Denethor after telling them of his new plan, decoys.
"Yes. It has come to my attention that it would be beneficial to have decoys for all three of you that way you will be safer." Denethor nodded.
"Safer from what?" Boromir looked at his father.
"From everything." Denethor smiled at Boromir as if he were a dumb child, "And here they are." Three people entered the room, two men and one women, "Your doubles."
"Hello." All three greeted at the same time and bowed to the lords and lady.
"He doesn't look like me." Boromir looked at both of the men before him, one did look stunningly like Faramir but the other was only faintly in resemblance to himself.
Ciara looked at her own 'double' and saw even less resemblance.
"Well, I had a hard time finding people who not only looked like you three but that could fight as well." Denethor shrugged.
"We can fight." Faramir muttered about himself and Boromir.
"I know but my advisor suggested it and I thought it was a good idea." Denethor smiled. "Boromir, Faramir, Ciara, meet Boromir, Faramir and Ciara." Denethor smiled even larger than before.
Ciara shook her head and looked towards Boromir and Faramir to see their reactions, the same. The three turned to leave but Denethor spoke again, "You will spend the next few days getting to know one another, or more correctly getting your doubles to know you." Denethor called.
The doubles followed the real lords and lady out of the hall and towards Boromir's room, the usual meeting place for the brothers and their sister.
"He gets crazier by the day, I swear." Boromir muttered.
"Okay, let's get started." Faramir shut the door behind the six as they entered the room.
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"I have a list of those of you who will be staying to continue training and those of you who will be leaving." The captain announced and the next days training session.
The men passed the list around letting out relieved sighs or sighs of frustration depending on what they wanted and what they got.
Eomer's name was on the top of the list to stay and train, he let out a sigh of relief.
"Are you staying?" Eomer's close friend, Minardil whispered.
"Staying. You?'
"Staying, so are Amandil and Deor." Minardil said of Eomer's other two closest friends. In the end only ten were remaining in Eomer's group. Theodred, as he later found out, was lucky enough to stay on too.
"Those of you who were asked to leave, please do so immediately." The captain called out. The twenty-two remaining men left the field and the captain looked at his remaining trainees with dismay, he was obviously not happy with the arrangement.
The captain motioned the remained eight forward, "I am going to combine most of the other remaining men into training groups now. Go ahead and change, we are done for the day." The captain waved the men off.
The remaining Rohirrim all met that evening in the Training House,
"There are only a total of 2,500 Rohirrim all together, including captains, marshals, and new trainees." One man pointed out.
"Now there are only 250 of us left." Another man called out.
"Why did the king issue this? Theodred, what can you tell us?" One of Theodred's friends, Leod asked.
"My father does not speak to me of political matters very much anymore." Theodred shrugged, "But I am as unhappy as the rest of you in this." He said.
"Well, let's hope no one decides to attack the city-"
"Like those dirty Gondorians!"
"Because we'd be in trouble."
"I'm sure we won't be under attack any time soon." Aerin, another one of Theodred's friends laughed.
The men dispersed for the evening.
~
After a few days the doubles had learned much about their lords and lady and were fast becoming reliable decoys.
Ciara and her decoy had become fast friends and the two found themselves sharing their wardrobes.
"Ivorwen, what are you wearing?" Ciara looked at her double who was wearing the deepest shade of royal blue she could possibly imagine.
"Blue." Ivorwen laughed.
"You know I hardly ever wear that colour!" Ciara laughed.
"I know but you're trying something new today." Ivorwen joked.
"All right, just this once though. I am going for a walk with Elfhelm now, I will be back later. Moriana and Fingulas should be here soon." Ciara smiled and left the room, she had also become close friends with Elfhelm, Faramir's double.
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"Start on your right foot!" The captain yelled to his men. The remaining Rohirrim had been broken into training groups of fifty each, only the best of the Rohirrim now remained.
"Yes, sir." The Rohirrim answered and started their form once again. The captain had returned from his depression of loosing so many men and was now more strict than ever.
"Stop." The captain called and let the men rest for a moment.
"I will be choosing eight of you to go patrolling." The captain announced as he walked into between the men's lines straightening lines and posture as he went.
"I have already chosen those eight, they are the most capable out of all of my groups and the rest of you should shape up to be more like them. The chosen are Eomer, Theodred, Minardil, Amandil, Deor, Leod, Aerin, and Fastrad." The captain called the names of both Eomer, Theodred, and their closest friends, strange coincidence, "You will all be preparing to leave tonight after you learn what your task is. Dismissed." The captain called and the other men left the room.
"Gather up front." The captain called to the remaining eight, "This is a simple task but it is the first time any of you will be entering Gondorian lands since we have become enemies of each other."
The men made faces of shock when they heard they would be entering Gondorian lands.
"You will simply go to the borders of our land and the very edges of Gondorian land and see what people you may find. If you see any people near the edges of our borders they are to be captured and brought back here. As you know our people had strict orders to stay near Edoras and we don't want any near the borders. Others you find are now our prisoners. Understood?" The captain asked.
"Yes, sir." The eight replied simultaneously and left the room as well.
~
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Title: Spoil of Rohan
Summary: The years that Grima has taken hold over Theoden and things in Rohan are looking worse and worse by the day. The city is fallen into corruption and crime. Not to mention they are on very bad terms with Gondor. The royal children, Eomer, Eowyn, and Theodred are being raised under horrible circumstance at the most important times in their lives.
Rating: "R", for some violence, extreme bad attitude, some sexuality (no explicit scenes).
Disclaimer: Tolkien invented all of it, I don't own any of it and wouldn't dream of trying to claim that I thought of any of it myself. I had the idea for the story and characters you don't recognize from the books or the movies are generally mine.
Archive: Ask please!
Warnings: No explicit sex scenes (that includes any rape or slash scenes), no curse words that are too terrible. Though I will say that the characters are a bit, or a lot, out of character because after all, it's my story! Special warning for Theodred and Eomer to be out of character!
Authoress's Note: This is the sequel to Flower of Gondor, though it isn't necessary to read Flower of Gondor to understand this story. This story is set 18 years after Flower of Gondor in the year 3013 and character ages go as follows: Eomer: 22, Boromir: 35, Faramir: 30, Eowyn: 18. I have checked dates and ages with the books so everything should be about correct. If something is wrong please inform the authoress and I will do my best to change the mistake unless it would alter the story greatly, after all this is the world of the fanfics and being so it's all made up! Yes, I know Ciara is not a very good elven name. I have been notified only a thousand times. There is some history to that which will be attended to! The Authoress's love and thanks!
~
A short history lesson before we proceed (sorry!):
3000: Saruman turns bad. He becomes "ensnared" by Sauron.
3001: Biblo says the best speech in the history of speeches and does the special disappearing trick, very nifty.
3009: Gandalf and Ranger-boy go Gollum hunting and the "Mountains and all lands eastward are becoming dangerous."
3014: "Theoden begins to fall ill and Grima began to gain a significant hold over him, though he had evidently been in the King's service for some time before this."
There is your history lesson for the day and I just saved face so no yelling that I didn't check dates and go along with what was set. Though I will admit now that I will be screwing around with characters and probably making some people mad about that! Some liberties taken, like say how many people are in Rohan. And how many Rohirrim there are. Oh well!
~
"Harder!" The captain's shout called to the men all practicing with their heavy swords, "You are not even trying!"
A few men grumbled, a few men rolled their eyes, and the others cursed under their breaths. It had been a long day for everyone and they just wanted to go home; eat and rest.
"No one goes anywhere until I say so. You will practice here until you get this perfect. Do you hear me?" The captain yelled to the tired men.
No one answered but moved back into the starting position and started to move as one coordinated, planned, mass of men.
"Again!" The captain yelled when they had completed the form, not able to find any fault that time.
The men were breathing hard now, taking deep breaths and trying to control their breathing.
"You, on the end! What is your name?!" The captain yelled to the blonde headed man at the end of the line.
"Eomer, sir." The man with the blonde hair answered in between breaths.
"You are done for the day." The captain called back.
Eomer nodded his head and left the training field, gasping for air all the way back to the training house.
"You look tired." Theodred, Eomer's cousin was changing into his tunic and breaches for his own training.
"He is in a bad mood. He obviously didn't have a women in his bed last night." Eomer regained his regular breathing and placed his sword down on the wooden bench.
"Great, my arms are already sore." Theodred moaned and stood up to stretch, "You get to leave early?"
"Yes, apparently he likes me." Eomer nodded and gave a little laugh.
"No, the captain doesn't like anybody." Theodred shook his head.
"That seems very true." Eomer agreed and other men started to slowly drift in the house to change from the training.
"That was a tiring lesson." One man sighed as he stripped off his sweaty tunic.
"Yes." Eomer nodded in agreement.
~
"My, Lord, do you not think the Rohirrim are strong enough in numbers?" Theoden's attendant asked him in their usual weekly meeting.
"No, the Rohirrim can never be strong enough. The more able bodied men we have in the Rohirrim the better Rohan is off." Theoden laughed as his a attendant.
"Yes, that is true but there is no threat of war and the men are training daily and they have nothing else to do. Could they not do other jobs around the city? Help supply food or something else useful like that?" The attendant suggested.
"That is a valid suggestion. What do the other's think?" Theoden asked of the two other attendants and advisors in the meeting.
The two looked at each other, unsure of what to say, "Whatever you deem is best, my Lord." One, Eothain answered. The other, Aranarth nodded in agreement.
"I say, that you are right," Theoden spoke to his first attendant, "We will keep only the top Rohirrim in training and all others are to return to their daily lives until again called upon. Make the announcement."
Eothain and Aranarth nodded and left the room.
"You are a wise man, Grima, I am glad to have you as my most trusted advisor." Theoden smiled at his favourite attendant and rose from his chair.
~ In Gondor ~
"Father, is that really necessary?" Boromir, Faramir, and Ciara stood before Denethor after telling them of his new plan, decoys.
"Yes. It has come to my attention that it would be beneficial to have decoys for all three of you that way you will be safer." Denethor nodded.
"Safer from what?" Boromir looked at his father.
"From everything." Denethor smiled at Boromir as if he were a dumb child, "And here they are." Three people entered the room, two men and one women, "Your doubles."
"Hello." All three greeted at the same time and bowed to the lords and lady.
"He doesn't look like me." Boromir looked at both of the men before him, one did look stunningly like Faramir but the other was only faintly in resemblance to himself.
Ciara looked at her own 'double' and saw even less resemblance.
"Well, I had a hard time finding people who not only looked like you three but that could fight as well." Denethor shrugged.
"We can fight." Faramir muttered about himself and Boromir.
"I know but my advisor suggested it and I thought it was a good idea." Denethor smiled. "Boromir, Faramir, Ciara, meet Boromir, Faramir and Ciara." Denethor smiled even larger than before.
Ciara shook her head and looked towards Boromir and Faramir to see their reactions, the same. The three turned to leave but Denethor spoke again, "You will spend the next few days getting to know one another, or more correctly getting your doubles to know you." Denethor called.
The doubles followed the real lords and lady out of the hall and towards Boromir's room, the usual meeting place for the brothers and their sister.
"He gets crazier by the day, I swear." Boromir muttered.
"Okay, let's get started." Faramir shut the door behind the six as they entered the room.
~
"I have a list of those of you who will be staying to continue training and those of you who will be leaving." The captain announced and the next days training session.
The men passed the list around letting out relieved sighs or sighs of frustration depending on what they wanted and what they got.
Eomer's name was on the top of the list to stay and train, he let out a sigh of relief.
"Are you staying?" Eomer's close friend, Minardil whispered.
"Staying. You?'
"Staying, so are Amandil and Deor." Minardil said of Eomer's other two closest friends. In the end only ten were remaining in Eomer's group. Theodred, as he later found out, was lucky enough to stay on too.
"Those of you who were asked to leave, please do so immediately." The captain called out. The twenty-two remaining men left the field and the captain looked at his remaining trainees with dismay, he was obviously not happy with the arrangement.
The captain motioned the remained eight forward, "I am going to combine most of the other remaining men into training groups now. Go ahead and change, we are done for the day." The captain waved the men off.
The remaining Rohirrim all met that evening in the Training House,
"There are only a total of 2,500 Rohirrim all together, including captains, marshals, and new trainees." One man pointed out.
"Now there are only 250 of us left." Another man called out.
"Why did the king issue this? Theodred, what can you tell us?" One of Theodred's friends, Leod asked.
"My father does not speak to me of political matters very much anymore." Theodred shrugged, "But I am as unhappy as the rest of you in this." He said.
"Well, let's hope no one decides to attack the city-"
"Like those dirty Gondorians!"
"Because we'd be in trouble."
"I'm sure we won't be under attack any time soon." Aerin, another one of Theodred's friends laughed.
The men dispersed for the evening.
~
After a few days the doubles had learned much about their lords and lady and were fast becoming reliable decoys.
Ciara and her decoy had become fast friends and the two found themselves sharing their wardrobes.
"Ivorwen, what are you wearing?" Ciara looked at her double who was wearing the deepest shade of royal blue she could possibly imagine.
"Blue." Ivorwen laughed.
"You know I hardly ever wear that colour!" Ciara laughed.
"I know but you're trying something new today." Ivorwen joked.
"All right, just this once though. I am going for a walk with Elfhelm now, I will be back later. Moriana and Fingulas should be here soon." Ciara smiled and left the room, she had also become close friends with Elfhelm, Faramir's double.
~
"Start on your right foot!" The captain yelled to his men. The remaining Rohirrim had been broken into training groups of fifty each, only the best of the Rohirrim now remained.
"Yes, sir." The Rohirrim answered and started their form once again. The captain had returned from his depression of loosing so many men and was now more strict than ever.
"Stop." The captain called and let the men rest for a moment.
"I will be choosing eight of you to go patrolling." The captain announced as he walked into between the men's lines straightening lines and posture as he went.
"I have already chosen those eight, they are the most capable out of all of my groups and the rest of you should shape up to be more like them. The chosen are Eomer, Theodred, Minardil, Amandil, Deor, Leod, Aerin, and Fastrad." The captain called the names of both Eomer, Theodred, and their closest friends, strange coincidence, "You will all be preparing to leave tonight after you learn what your task is. Dismissed." The captain called and the other men left the room.
"Gather up front." The captain called to the remaining eight, "This is a simple task but it is the first time any of you will be entering Gondorian lands since we have become enemies of each other."
The men made faces of shock when they heard they would be entering Gondorian lands.
"You will simply go to the borders of our land and the very edges of Gondorian land and see what people you may find. If you see any people near the edges of our borders they are to be captured and brought back here. As you know our people had strict orders to stay near Edoras and we don't want any near the borders. Others you find are now our prisoners. Understood?" The captain asked.
"Yes, sir." The eight replied simultaneously and left the room as well.
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