I be that pretty motherfucker.

“I am Aragorn son of Arathorn, and am called Elessar, the Elfstone, Strider, Chieftain of the Dúnadan, the heir of Isildur Elendil’s son of Gondor. Here is the sword that was broken and is forged again! Will you aid me or thwart me? Choose swiftly!”
I do not choose paths of peril, Éowyn. Were I to go where my heart dwells, far in the North I would now be wandering in the fair valley of Rivendell.
I made some stew. It isn’t much, but it’s hot.

“Hannon le”