The civilians of Rohan spawn only in the villages that can be found in their homeland. They do not spawn afield like the warriors.
Normally, they will wander their settlement idly. They are passive and will not attack anything unless provoked. When attacked, they will defend themselves with a Rohirric dagger, or various other tools. As such, they are poorly equipped for battle and can be a useful source of alignment points for evil players.
When slain, Rohirrim will drop any of the items that can be found in the chests within their dwellings, with the same rarity.
- You are welcome in the Riddermark, Person.
- Welcome, Person. What brings you to the land of Rohan?
- Welcome to Rohan, Person.
- The horses need feeding, Person!
- What is your business here, traveller?
- The kingdoms of Men are not as glorious as they once were.
- Have you heard from our friends in Stoningland, Person? Have they forsaken us?
- Have you ever seen the Golden Hall, Person? The light of Meduseld shines far over the land!
- These lands are troubled, Person. Orcs often break through our borders.
- The days grow dark, and the nights grow cold.
- The horses of Rohan are the finest in all Middle-earth.
- I'm afraid we won't have enough food for the winter, Person.
- If those Orcs of the White Hand ever come 'round here, I'm ready to fight.
- New life grows ever where the forefathers of Rohan sleep.
- We are the herdsmen and farmers of the Mark.
- We Eorlingas are a proud and wilful race.
- Be sure that you feed those horses, Person.
- In these grim times our lands are often besieged by the servants of evil.
- Have you heard the songs of Helm Hammerhand? They say he slew Dunlendings even to his last day on earth.
- Have you heard the songs of Helm Hammerhand? They say he was found dead in the snow, with the blood of Dunlendings still frozen on his hands.
- Seldom do Orcs journey in the open, under the sun, yet recently they have been doing so. I fear for our people.
- Orcs bearing the White Hand have been seen crossing our borders and raiding our villages.
- How tall and fair was Eorl the Young, who rode down out of the North!
- I wish I could join the King's Riders, and fight for my family.
- Horses always need feeding, you know.
- You're not some wizard's spy, are you, Person?
- The White Wizard has many spies in his service. You're not one of them, are you?
- The White Wizard has taken Orcs into his service, and Wolf-riders, and wicked Men. War is coming.
- Seldom do we have travellers in this land. What is your purpose here?
- The King is ill, some say. He is not how he once was.
- Be sure that you feed those horses well.
- We are not yet at open war with the Power of the Black Land far away; but if you are fleeing from him, then you had best leave this land.
- Beware the White Wizard, Person. He walks about like an old man, hooded and cloaked, they say.
- Are you in league with the Sorceress of the Golden Wood? Webs of deceit were ever woven in Dwimordene.
- There are old tales of talking trees in the Entwood. I'd like to know the truth, but none are brave enough to enter.
- Beware the trees of the Entwood, Person!
- Would you like to see my horses?
- Don't forget to feed the horses!
- Orcs are multiplying in the mountains. I fear for my family, Person.
- The tales of Orc-raids in the Westfold grow year by year.
- Where is the King when we need him, Person? Where are his riders?
- I am afraid for our people.
- The Dunlending wildmen name us Strawheads. Well, Person, I would rather have straw for hair than live every day among dirt and pig-filth.
- I hope you didn't forget to feed those horses.
- There's talk of raiders from the Black Land sneaking in by night and stealing our horses. I can't bear to think of it, to tell truth.
- We Rohirrim value our horses above all else. They are the best in all Middle-earth!
- Have you ridden today, Person, or did you journey on foot?
- Have you fed your horses well?
- The days have come down in the West. Behind the hills, and into shadow.
- Where is the horse and the rider? We are in need of them more than ever, Person.
- To think we used to be good friends with the Men of Stoningland! Long have they forsaken us.
- Our crops wither, our horses are stolen, and they say the King's illness worsens by the day.
- The people of Dunland are vicious, and cruel. Be wary of them.
- The hillmen are growing ever more hostile. I have heard many tales of burned villages and slain horses.
- Horses love a good carrot every now and again.
- I hope you've been doing a good job of feeding those horses.
- Men say the cruel folk of Sutherstreams are gathering for an assault on Stoningland.
- We have an old quarrel with the Corsairs of Sutherland.
- You are not welcome in the Mark, Person!
- You should have fled these lands long ago!
- You will pay for your crimes, Person!
- We Rohirrim shall not suffer your presence in these lands, Person!
- You're a villain!
- Get out of my sight, Person.
- I suggest you leave this place, Person.
- Away with you!
- What do you want from me, you scoundrel?
- You shall get no welcome here.
- The heroes of Rohan will strike you down, Person.
- You ruffian! Back to where you came from!
- You serve the White Hand!
- You're worse than the wild Men!
- Guards! Guards!
- The treachery of Isengard is unwelcome here.
- Don't hurt my horses!
- Off with you, you villain!
- I don't do dealings with ne'er-do-wells like you!
- Away with you, Person. We want no evil here.
- What are you, Person, bandit, Goblin-man, or some devilry of Isengard?
- You are a devil in the White Wizard's service! Begone!
- Ruffians like you aren't welcome here.
- The King's Riders will strike you down, Person.
- You shall pay for your crimes.
- Stay away from me.
- I'll be having nothing to do with you.
- You and your kind aren't welcome in Rohan.
- Away with you, you villain!
- People like you aren't welcome in these lands.
If the Rohirrim get too drunk, they use the following speechbank:
- Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh ring di diddly I oh!
- Roll roll roll roll, roll-roll-rolling down the hole!
- Hey ho! To the bottle I go!
- I drink, therefore I am.
- Tippity tippity tap! Splish splash splosh!
- My ale! Mine!
- Do not turn me about so, Person. My stomach is not constant.
- Stop walking on the wall, Person! Ho! Ho!
- Here and there, ale is everywhere!
- I couldn't live without my ale!
- The ale is mine!
- Up and down and left and right, I will drink until the end of night!
- Teh to ti ti tum!
- More ale in my pail!
- I used to be an adventurer, just like you. Then I discovered ale!
- Help! Everything is square! How long have I been here? Am I going mad? Please help me, Person!
- Yo ho ho and a horn of your finest mead!
- They see me! They see you! They see everything!
- A song! A song!
- Sing, Person! Sing!
- Give me a reason to fight and I shall drink mead!
- Well, well, haven't you come a long way! I haven't seen you in years, Person!
- Get off me, you drunkard!
- You shouldn't have *hic* drunk so much, Person, you fool.
- Goodness me, what a fine day for it!
- Ah, my old friend! Welcome home!
- Ring a ding a ding dong, sing me a song!
- You'll want to back off, else we'll be having a scuffle!
- My, my, my, aren't you a strange fellow?
- Your breath stinks of ale. Begone!
- Why do you sway around so?
- Aha, yes, you're a clever little fellow, aren't you?
- Stand still there!
- Get out of my tavern!
- Stay well away from me, Strawhead!
- There's always room for more drink!
- Yes, and a fine place for it!
- Oh, I quite agree, Person.
- I'll have you know I have quite the tale, to have you know, my Person.
- And what a day for it! What a day indeed!
- Don't you like to drink, Person?
- My old friend! Come, drink with me, Person.
- Now's not the time for it.
- I already told you, I have quite the tale for you to know, a tale. Now go away.
- That's not what you say, is it?
- I'm strong, I am. Strong and I can talk too.
- Can't you see I'm busy?
- Those cursed Dunlendings.
- You want me to tell you that old tale again?
- Speak up, Person! I can barely hear you.
- You're a dim old fellow, aren't you?
- That's very clever, Person. Very clever indeed, yes, very clever.
- I'd tell you, but then I'd only have to tell you again, you old fool.
- Here I am!
- Goodness, isn't it dark in here?
- Slow down! All of you, slow down.
- I've had it up to here with your tomfoolery.
- Is it time to go home yet, Person?
- Get away from me, you dirty old Strawhead!
- Someone forgot to feed the horses! Oh, woe is me!
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