I must be brief, there is not much time.
We had only just arrived in Edoras, the center of the Rohirric world, when word came: War has come to Rohan. The armies of the White Hand are massing, and the Horse-lords will make their stand at the fortress at Helm’s Deep.
At the behest of Théoden, King of Rohan, we ride with the Eorlingas.
Night falls, and the drums sound in the distance. May the Valar protect us all.
Meleth nîn, I will prevail.