For thousands of years, we wandered
across mountains, hills and valleys.
A race of elves, as yet unconquered,
tho' shadows haunt our darkened alleys.
It is men whom failed in their promise,
to destroy the power feared by all.
And yet, for help, they come to us,
asking my sons, to answer war's call.
Our land is peaceful by any measure.
A quiet place of ancient stone, where,
stories are told, by firelight, for pleasure.
And evil does not bring, darkness or despair.
To save Middle Earth and all we cherish,
We will aid your quest, tho' elves must perish.