"How...original! What an entrance!" Thinhyandoiel smiles when she spots the Haradhrim parading in on Oliphaunts. Deciding to finally let go and enjoy herself, the dark elven woman grabs the nearest hobbit she can find and joins in a new congo line, oblivious to the approaching sounds.
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In gwidh ristennen, i fae narchannen
I lach Anor ed ardhon gwannen
Caled veleg, ethuiannen
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