'Tis beautiful countryside in Ruddymore, with the crimson fields and red rocks, even if there's a wolf or worse hiding in the rocks here and there. Cardolan is old Arnor, so there's Dúnedain to and fro on the old paths, keeps it mostly safe, and I'm a big lump not too many want to be havin' a word with.
Got to the Crossway just as lunch was comin' on, so I gives Maddoc a few coppers and he sorted me a nice lunch.