Malkog Zaduk

By order of Hallechil Malkogkala Malkog-zaduk-ob, this proposal is to be preserved in the archives of the Order.

And the document continues in a different hand:

Somewhere in the depths of the Blue Mountains, there is a once quiet, and unfrequented, cave system. From the outside, it still appears uninhabited, except by a bear and a colony of bats, but any visitor unlucky enough to find this isolated place and foolish enough to venture deep inside, would be met with death. For there in the shadows lurk hidden guards, dark-clad men and women whose job is to execute trespassers in utter silence.

The White Witch of Angmar is here.

 

Something stirs beneath the trees,

something large, something angry,

something with sharp fangs sees

that it can now feast on the weak.

 

The White Witch of Angmar is here.

 

Beating wings beneath the sky

are heralds of fast approaching doom.

mighty birds now cause to die

their prey, man, elf, and dwarf alike.

 

The White Witch of Angmar is here.

 

Fish in their ponds turn belly up

Braziers flared in the darkness, shedding small circles of flickering light, creating a pattern of red firelight and black shadows across the floor of the anteroom. Something stirred in the darkness, impatient for the meeting to come. Footsteps echoed loudly in the stone corridor outside, and the door opened quietly. A shadow slipped into the room, quickly closing the door behind it and dropping the bar across it. Then, the new arrival stepped forward into the light of the braziers. "I am here, my lord," said the crimson-clad Sorceress and Beast-Mistress.