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With eyes set to kill And clothes drenched in blood With the scent of death and agony Under the stars of the North In the midst of night A deed of vengeance arose They took from him, his own blood A son he raised and loved They took his pride
With eyes set to kill
And clothes drenched in blood
With the scent of death and agony
Under the stars of the North
In the midst of night
A deed of vengeance arose
They took from him, his own blood
A son he raised and loved
They took his pride
The headquarters of our operations, and the leader's tent standing high, yet hidden.
Garethred and a few others deliver a grave blow to the forces of Angmar in Jä-rannit, after driving them back from the ice pools at Sûri-kylä.
After a long and gruesome battle, the Ironspan's outter sentry has been disposed of.
"Who says that hunting bears is the only thing to do north of Angmar?"
The most tranquil place you will ever find.
Journey to Forochel , One
Her immersion was so sudden in the frozen waters it had taken her breath away, making her cries for help as silent as the falling snowflakes
After a brief struggle her energy was all spent…She resigned herself to the freezing waters embrace as Her gaze fixed on the sky,
It shone beautiful through the crystal clear waters that were pulling her to it’s depths.
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