Aragorn had been up before sunrise getting his army on the move.

He had received a warning from one of his scouts about a small fort near the misty mountains inhabited by strange men, who from the report looked a lot like gandalf.

But of course Gandalf had left middle earth for Valinor.

It didn't seem like it had really been 12 years sice then.

Then of course ruling a kingdom probably made time go faster he thought.

Now he could see the fort of in the distance.

He would ask for a parley he thought.

Then ill decide if I need to make them leave.

A couple hours later his army arrived at the gates.

" I was hoping for a peaceful year" he whispered to Farimir his second in

command. " What, with the orcs last fall and everything. I'd better go see why there here,"

" Good luck," Farimir whispered in his wake.

The army parted in front of him. As Aragorn walked up to the wall.

" I want to talk to who ever is in charge here!" he shouted.

He watched the man he'd yelled at run off.

Why does everything happen to me?

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