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"What happened to your face?" Asked Saruman. "It was burned with a torch by a fellowship member" Replied Darimdam.

-Eomer's camp-

"We shall soon depart." Said Arahad. "Are you sure Arahad? We could use you." Asked Eomer. "This is something I must do." Replied Arahad.

-The plains outside Edoras, 4 days later-

"Behold, The Golden Hall, home of Theoden King, whose mind is overthrown." Said Gandalf. The fellowship enters the city. "You'd find more cheer in a graveyard. How'd things get this bad?" Remarked Oduwath. "Their king is enslaved, Oduwath. If Gandalf cannot cure him, the nation is doomed to the iron mines of Isengard." Said Arahad. They reached the door to the hall. "I cannot allow you before Theoden King so armed, Gandalf Greyheme. Set aside your weaponry here." Said the door warden. "I will not lay aside Anduril, even if I must otherwise fight all the men in Edoras." Said Aragorn. "Now, now, here at least are our swords, my good man." Said Gandalf, handing the warden Glamdring and Warfang  (The name I chose for Arahads sword) Inside of the hall, it was dark and a man who looked ancient sat in the throne. "Hail Theoden, son of Thengel! Too long have you sat in the shadows." Said Gandalf. The short man next to the king said something in the kings ear. "Be silent!  Keep your forked tounge behind your teeth!" Said Gandalf. "I release you from the curse." Said Gandalf, holding up his hand. The king laughed. "You have no power here, Gandalf the Gray!" He said. Gandalf cast off the gray cloak he was wearing and drew himself up to his full height. "I shall draw Saruman, as poison is drawn from a wound!" Cried Gandalf, and raised his staff. Theoden slumped forward.