The Muster continues...
Further south, Aragorn and the Archet Bandits arrive in the farming community of Combe.
Considering that farmers and bandits have never gotten along, Aragorn decides to go meet them first - to smooth things out.
Aragorn: Excuse me, I am Aragorn, also known as Strider the Ranger. Are you the Leader of the Resistance?
Gavin Appledore: No, sir, I am not. I am a humble Druid and protector of these farmlands. I do know you! You are the Heir of Slitherine! Ummm... no... Isildur! Yes! The Heir of Isildur, and rightful King of the North. I am at your service, Majesty!
Farmer 1: I didnt know we had a king.
Aragorn: Then who is your Lord?
Farmer 2: We dont have a Lord, we're an anarcho-syndicalist commune. We take turns to act as sort of an executive officer for the week. But all the decisions of that officer have to be ratified at a special biweekly meeting by a simple majority in the case of internal affairs.
Aragorn: (sigh) Farmers...
The Appledores are distant cousins of another more famous and respected wizarding family in charge of some fancy Wizarding school or some such.
But if you had to insist what Wizarding House the Appledores belonged to... Id say Hufflepuff.
In the Empire, however, they have the far more seriously named - Battle Magic College of Altdorf!
And its the College of the Jade Order, that Druids are classified under.
Gavin has learned a couple of Jade spells that are beneficial to farmers, namely "The Rain Lord" for watering crops!
You want hops for your beer? You talk to him first.
Dwarves call him, Ol' Farmer Scoundrel, on account of his high prices.
They wont put up with those Hobbit crop nabbers - Pippin and Merry!
At a moments notice, they can brandish torches and pitchforks!
Next post: Trade Union of Staddle