Closed|| The Rohirrim
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It was certainly a beautiful land, much different from all the other places he had seen. Tuor thought that he could stay there for a while. He had to stay there for a while and have some rest after travelling far and wide. He smiled at the thought that he was at Middle Earth after so many ages, but he thought that it was all changed now since he was not the same man as he once was.
For Tuor was old now, very old, even though he still looked young. He was so different from the other men since his fat was sundered from the one of his mortal kin. He was a mortal once, yes, but he was immortal now, but he wanted to see the mortal lands once again. So, he sailed east and he travelled to the land of the Rohirrim since they were distantly related to the Hadorians.
The Hadorians, the men of the days of old. How was it possible for the Rohirrim to be related to them? Still, there were so many similarities between the Men of the House of Hador and the Rohirrim. Tuor could see that. And he was so curious to see the king of those people. He did not know his name but he hoped that he would be welcomed in the palace.
