Where does the poop go?
Where does the poop go?
in the filing cabinet where the tax policies are kept
what were their tax policies? Tolkien was such a hack for never even mentioning tax policies ONCE in the trilogy.
I mean WHAT? You're OK with dragons and goblins existing but not tax policies????
into my mouth
they sell it to Saruman and he dumps it in the Uruk pits
Population: 50
heres your capital city bro
Fertilizer for crops.
The hill grew over time
this anon knows. it's basically the same question as
what do they eat
there are no farms thoughbeit
grrm makes an offhand comment
it lives rentfree forever
top kek
rohanners are good at trading with horses and that stuff.
they would put tariffs into horse trading with orcs to try and make them less powerful.
They use it as fertilizer
nowhere because they don't eat
why do all those people even do all day? there are no farms. the unemployment rate must be very high
Orgies
get off Anon Babble and finish the books you fat fuck
Around the back
They eat a diet that allows them to go without for three days. Ritualistically, when it’s time, they leave the protective walls and go out to a communal poop pit located around half a mile off the side of the main road.
How did you make clothes without sheep? How did they built thatched roofs without grain farms?
they invested a lot in elf-coin and became rich
Get back to work, fatty.
It's constipation season
they heavily invested in mithril futures a long time ago
Well piss was collected to bleach linen and wool, the poop was probably composted with the horseshit
”You can accept dragons existing in a fantasy setting but not an emaciated, malnourished soldier in the cold for years being morbidly obese and gaining weight?”
this is what it should've looked like
Well for example, the name shire implies to the non historically illiterate that the Hobbits had an economic system that mired the Anglo-saxon shire moot based around democratically elected lords that would convene to levy community taxes for public works or vote to raise an army of free men called the Fyrd, where communities would pool to fund their best soldier's armor. Tolkien says all this you just can't be 'tarded
Leather ….? Pelts? Cotton…..? Anything?
You need farms for all of those, where are they...?
??
it should have looked like nothing and just not be there??
you need agriculture for leather and pelts
brb watering my coonskin hat bush
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In a dungheap out back with the carcasses of dead animals
You do when you build your capital in the middle of nowhere, where do you think those animals live?
How about the fucking vast wilderness sprawling out in all directions…….?
Down the dark side of the hill...
HELP ME BLACK CAT, HEEELP!
WAIT! Stop everyone! Halt!
The riders bring their horses to a stop and glance back at Gandalf quizzically
What's the problem, Gandalf?
Gandalf bellows in a loud, booming voice that echoes out into the mountains and shakes their entire bodies: EDORAS! HOME OF THE HORSE LORDS!
Oh, we can keep going now.
OMG is this Whiterun??
Did Netflix finally make a Skyrim show??
It rolls down the hill of course, why do you think they built their town on a hill, dummy
what was theoden's tariff policy?
if shadowfax is the lord of all horses does that mean edoras is his
it's the same american slop take on medieval europe
what do they eat?
poop rolls down the hill
did they dig a well that deep?
how does water work in castles?
lorelets, the middle earth we see in the films is post-collapse. the human empire is dying out and we only see the ruins of a formerly great society. kind of like europe.
make fabric and clothes, process wheat and bread, make or repair tools, tend to the animals, train if they're a soldier, there's plenty of work to do.
the slope of the hill rolls the poop
Hauled away with a wagon or turned into mulch.
we need tariffs on things that only exist and grow outside of our kingdom
we literally see a farming village in the first scene of this movie (since we're talking the movies and not the books)
eat shit, anon
That looks like dead dry land anon