Riddermark Riders of the Riddermark rohan The Ride of the Rohirrim The Rohirrim Camp

Soil. It's been three winters since last I let the soil of my home trickle through my fingers. I know nearly everything there is to know about soil. By feel alone I know the quality of sand, silt and clay. I know when it is right to plant the seed, and I know when it is at times folly. Such is the wisdom of a ploughman.