Your backpack is full of all the essentials. Your party is outside waiting for you. You have a long walk ahead. You open your Arms Locker… It is full of your life’s collection… all your favorites… with magazines and ammo to spare. But you can only pick one, because you are going to have to carry it a very long way.
You don’t know what you will face… but you know that out there… outside the borders of The Shire… are dark horrible things and you could run into some or all of them. Orcs, Trolls, Uruk-hai, Dunlendings, Goblins, Olog-hai, Easterlings, Wights, Wargs, Ring Wraiths, Nazgul, Skin-Changers, Giants, perhaps a Dragon and Balrog (with wings… because freaking Balrogs have wings, damnit), and if you are unlucky… a Tom Bombadil .
You reach in, grab the gun and head out.
What was it that you grabbed?
This was a question asked in the very early days of TheFiringLine.com… I remember it well because I thought about it a lot before I answered, and I have thought about it still since then. My answer at the time was a Krinkov. Smallish, Lightish, but reliable and potent. I think it was a good answer then. I think it’s a good answer still.