Or … “Things To Do In Fennas Drunin When You’re Dead”
Note: could we keep to using just the one thread for all discussions about #69 1650, please? Makes the board far less cluttered. Hence, this BUMP!age by way of a reply.
Eriador
This theatre is definitely the most volatile one in #69 - Mirkwood fell to the Freep v. early one, vanquishing the DL; Rhovanion, traditionally the most volatile theatre is relatively stable - every nation focused on either the capture/defence of Morannan (3221), where the DS have performed more admirably than in the defence of Barad Ungol (3224).
<shudder> I don’t want to even think about Turn 7. It has been banished from the collective DS memory.
The WK (Murazor) has been the bane of many an Arthedain commander, burning Arthedain population centres to the ground; dispersing whole populations, men, women and children. His finest moment, indeed the finest moment in the Eriador campaign, was razing Metriath (153) - Cardolan capital - to the ground! Embers still burning in the dusk, as the army marches across the plains, into the darkness accompanied by the sound of Dragon wings, beating the air.
Enough waxing lyrical, and onto local events in Rhudaur. Arfanhil has spent this turn composing a paean, a funeral dirge, a hymn to that most irritating and capable of foes, Tharudan:
Ner-ner-ner-ner! 
In all seriousness, I was quite surprised - pleasantly so, makes a change - that Tharudan and Mynistril were not only thwarted, but killed (!) in their insidious attempt to kidnap Briam. Was Briam elevated to the status of Nazgul without my knowledge? I do know that there were (failed) attempts to assassinate Murazor by Noldo spies (Elladan, comes to mind) but for Briam, a Rhudaur character, a mere insignificant cipher compared to the Gods that walk through Mordor and Angmar, to kill not one Sinda agent, but two! is simply incredible.
Either that or you received the mother of all bad rolls! I would like to claim superior insight and foreplanning, but my choices were v. limited under the circumstances. Therefore, I was merely a hostage to good fortune it would seem.
Still a damn precarious situation, especially with such Noldo illuminaries as Elrond and Gildor paying their respects to their fallen brethren in Fennas Drunin. The last couple of turns have definitely taught me more about the game than all the preceding ones. I have to doth my cap to the Dwarven player for putting me under such duress! If only I could have razed Imladris sooner than the eventuality - my newbieness cost me dear, wasting turns, resources and characters (Seammu, fell to the blades of an unknown Freep assassin).
As of yet, I’ve not received any of the DS PDF’s so cannot add additional commentary on how the war is going. All attention will be focused on the Corsairs in Harandor and the defence of Morannan in Mordor.
To the Easterlings: the lidless Eye has focused it’s attention on you.
Of course, not having seen the PDF’s for this turn, all this pomp and bluster could see me laughing on the other side of my preface, but this allows the Dunlending player a snapshot of #69 - aside from emailed correspondence.
On final point: what is it with you Freep? If enduring Winter wasn’t bad enough, the seasons change to clementine days - the joys of Spring - and you have to manipulate the market! The thaw of winter’s frost has yet to emerge.
Regards,
Christian
aka Rhudaur #69