In the realm of Rohan, where the grasslands stretched wide and the majestic peaks of the White Mountains pierced the sky, there stood the grand fortress of Edoras. High atop the green hill of Meduseld, the golden halls of the Rohirrim gleamed in the sunlight, for it was the dwelling place of King Théoden and his loyal subjects.
As the days passed peacefully, whispers began to echo throughout the land, carried on the wind, of a fearsome dragon that had awoken from its slumber.
