Even though I traveled these lands before, I never thought that I would return.
Rohan. A land of horses, horsemasters and....the stench! As soon as I enter the villages scattered through the land the smell hits my nose like a blunt weapon and my clothes get drenched in it. I feel the need to wash them every day, not that it would help. The smell of horse is everywhere.
But, if this is where I am needed I shall stay and do my best to not ruin our plans. Brushing off my Rohirric that I haven't used for a long time is also fun. So far the villagers here seems to not have noticed anything strange about it, so I take that as a good sign.
To come out as being one of Rohan I also used my sisters knowledge of alchemy. It feels weird to be brown haired. I haven't had this colour since I was a child and it hasn't been my favorite colour and I'm fond of my black hair.
I get into my part and I hope the rest will as well.
Thankfully, this is something I'm good at and like doing. Acting, giving out to be someone I'm not.
Let's see how this all turns out.
