To the east, the halls of Dorwinion flow with the wine of their own making. So to do the men of Dale prepare, having just been reforged thier coffers still lay bare, however with time and good leadership perhaps they may rise again. All is not lost thou, as both the elves of Thranduils realm as well as those from Lothlórien ready their arms in preparation for the onslaught on the Dark Lord.

For as the Witch Kings presides in Minas Morgal, so to does Khamûl command in Mirkwood. None understand their threat greater then the men of the Anduin, who live in the shadow of the mountains and have endured both the goblins and the newly roused forces of Dol Guldor. They aren't the only creatures of darkness who inhabit the mountins though, as the loathsome Goblins Issue forth from their pits with thier brutal machines of war. The men of Angmar are not the only evil in the north however as a new group of foul orc folk, the Snow orcs, flock from the far north and take up residence in mount Gundabad. And Stand guard they must, as the forges of the once dormant fortress of Carn Dum spur to life, issuing forth new legions of evil men under the command of a lieutenant of Sauron, Agandaûr. Unbeknown to the Breelanders and shireings however, the northern Dúnedain stand watch, shielding the naive men of Eriador from the evils that lay in the far North. Few towns remain, dotting the Breeland where all travellers are welcome, assuming they have the coin. A land once witness to many great battles and the glorious kingdom of Arnor, now lies all but abandoned. In the north are the sleepy lands of Eriador. However, perhaps the greatest enemy of Rohan could come from within, as the true intent of the white wizard Saruman remains to be seen. So to do the fisher folk of Enedwiath gather, pondering what it is they shall pursue with their new found unification. Chief among them, the Dunlendings, simple in mind but brutal in heart, lust for revenge upon horsemen for past slights. Whilst a large and prosperous kingdom, they have in recent years become stagnant, blissfully unawares of the true evils that walk their lands. To the north of Gondor are the lands of the horse lords, the Rohirrim. Greater threats may lurk in the south as news spreads of black ships sailing up the coast on a dread tide, what purpose they may have remains to be seen. The great enemy lingers, resurgant in his power the dark lord Sauron gathers all to his cause as the dreaded Witch King makes his presence in Minas Morgal known once more. The evil men of Harad and Khand stir, their hearts filled with fear and hatred from ages past. In the south, the proud men of Gondor and her fiefs stand, a great bastion of hope and salvation against the darkness in the east.

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