I do not wish to go to Moria.

There is a fell voice on the air.

We must move on. We cannot linger.

You Would Die Before Your Stroke Fell.

This Forest Is Old. Very Old. Full Of Memories...And Anger.

This Is No Mere Ranger. He Is Aragorn, Son Of Arathorn. You Owe Him Your Allegiance.

This Is No Mere Ranger. He Is Aragorn, Son Of Arathorn. You Owe Him Your Allegiance.

A Red Sun Rises. Blood Has Been Spilled This Night.