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ISENGARD<br />
g e o g r a p h y<br />
The Misty Mountains run some<br />
nine hundred miles from<br />
their northern-most point all the<br />
way down—past the fortresses of<br />
Gundabad, Rivendell, and Moria—<br />
to Methedras, the ‘Last Peak’ of the<br />
mighty range. There, a great, sheltered<br />
valley lies between the eastern<br />
and western spurs of Methedras,<br />
b<strong>order</strong>ed on the south by the Gap of<br />
Rohan. The river Isen runs southward<br />
through this vale, also called Nan<br />
Curunír, fed by many springs and<br />
lesser streams from the rain-washed<br />
foothills of the Misty Mountains.<br />
Nan Curunír was once green and<br />
fair, a pleasant and fertile land; of<br />
late the region has grown into a rugged<br />
wilderness choked by weeds and<br />
brambles, overrun with rank grasses,<br />
riddled with caves inhabited by small<br />
beasts, increasingly devoid of trees<br />
save the burned and hewn stumps of<br />
once mighty groves.<br />
Only within the great Ring of<br />
Isengard remains some testament of<br />
the natural grandeur of the Vale, for<br />
here streams still feed a few acres of<br />
green grasses, blooming gardens, and<br />
copses of giant oak trees. Yet even this<br />
last remnant of nature bears a secret<br />
taint, for it is tended by the slaves of<br />
Saruman, who are bent beneath his<br />
overpowering will.<br />
r oa d s a n d t r a i l s<br />
‘[T]he highway became a wide street,<br />
paved with great flat stones, squared<br />
and laid with skill… deep gutters,<br />
filled with trickling water, ran<br />
down on either side.’<br />
— The Two Towers<br />
The most-travelled road in the<br />
region is the Great West Road,<br />
known as the South Road past the<br />
Gap of Rohan in Dunland, and also<br />
the Westfold Road where long-dead<br />
Masters of the Westfold paved it with<br />
broad stones in its course through<br />
their land. The Great West Road<br />
continues southward from the Fords<br />
0<br />
of Isen—the point where it crosses<br />
the River Isen—toward Helm’s<br />
Deep, on to Edoras, and, eventually,<br />
to Minas Tirith.<br />
The second most important travel-way<br />
in the Wizard’s Vale is the<br />
ancient highway known to the denizens<br />
of Isengard simply as ‘the road.’<br />
It begins just outside the gates of<br />
Isengard, where the ground is firm<br />
and level. Here it more resembles a<br />
wide street than a road, for it is constructed<br />
of massive slabs of stones,<br />
so skilfully joined that not a blade of<br />
grass shows in any joint. As it leads<br />
southward, the road becomes rougher<br />
and eventually meets the Isen, thereafter<br />
following its western bank for<br />
some thirty miles to the Fords of Isen,<br />
where it intersects with the Great<br />
West Road. Upon crossing the Great<br />
West Road, the road from Isengard<br />
becomes not much more than a trail<br />
that continues southward along the<br />
edge of the White Mountains, joining<br />
a network of footpaths that cross<br />
Drúwaith Iaur, Old Púkel-land.<br />
To accommodate his ever-growing<br />
armies of soldiers and servitors,<br />
Saruman widened and fortified a network<br />
of roadways leading eastward<br />
from Isengard. Damming the Isen<br />
created a fordable stretch of river in<br />
the north of the Wizard’s Vale, and a<br />
trail known as the High Path crosses<br />
there, passing in switchbacks over the<br />
high hills south of Methedras and<br />
skirting the southern edge of <strong>Fan</strong>gorn<br />
Forest. Another track, the Low Path,<br />
branches from the High on the eastern<br />
side of the ford and heads south<br />
before turning east to the Eastern<br />
Outpost of the White Hand (see<br />
pages 63–4) and beyond.<br />
Of course, many lesser roads and<br />
trails also cross Nan Curunír, most<br />
created not by design, but by the<br />
daily tramp of the boots and naked<br />
feet of hundreds, if not thousands, of<br />
Saruman’s soldiers and slaves going<br />
about their master’s business.<br />
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