Cunning Plan
Baldrick explains his stratagem to King Theoden.
"You see sir, the Orcs will believe that this turnip is in fact an army of Elves, if I cut it into really small pieces and carve cross faces and pointy ears on the front..."
"Alas," Theoden mutters grimly. "Now I lack both the old and new counsellors, and must make do with younder mooncalfed clod..."
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Among the friendly dead, being bad at games did not seem to matter
-Il Lupo Fenriso
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