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Steel Hyaena
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The missives came in the form of scrolls, each born by a silver dove, left in places where they would be found by their intended recipients. The lettering was in such text as the individual would be able to read—everything from Dwarf-runes to Tengwar script to the simple Common tongue. In each, the message was the same:
Darkness swallows all the lands and we die—Man, Elf, Dwarf and Hobbit alike. But must we do this in silence? While life remains, let us fight the encroaching Dark. I have seen you as I look into my Mirror and know of your deeds. I, Galadriel. Lady of Lothlórien, humbly call to you, that you might aid us in a quest. The danger is great—many who undertake what I propose shall not return. But what shall the world be, if we do not make at least the attempt to save it?
Darkness swallows all the lands and we die—Man, Elf, Dwarf and Hobbit alike. But must we do this in silence? While life remains, let us fight the encroaching Dark. I have seen you as I look into my Mirror and know of your deeds. I, Galadriel. Lady of Lothlórien, humbly call to you, that you might aid us in a quest. The danger is great—many who undertake what I propose shall not return. But what shall the world be, if we do not make at least the attempt to save it?
Come to me, hero. Come to Lothlórien and join the Second Fellowship, and save Middle-earth from the spread of Sauron's poison.
~Galadriel of Lothlórien~