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Wight
Join Date: Jan 2004
Location: In Mordor where the Shadows lie
Posts: 113
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A truely interesting veiw, Eomer of the Rohirrim. I apologize to you all for seeming to have disappeared, but I was ill with the flu and could not answer to the summons that cry out for retribution on behalf of all Warg-kind. While I was confined to my hobbit-hole as a result of my flu, I was thus inspired to composed a poem in honor of Dirdun.
The Lament of Dirdun Hail Dirdun, Mighty among Wargs Troll-hewer and Nobelest of Nobles He with his kin the West Dirdunings, Wandered off afar In lands unknown Aided by Elves Fairest of friends There at Weathertop Hewed by Easterlings Thus Dirdun was slain by evil hands There died many a warg Innoccent and pure Broken by the sword Rangers of the Dunedain Mourned the loss of what passed
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Catapultam habeo. Nisi pecuniam omnem mihi dabis, ad caput tuum saxum immane mittam.= I have a catapult. Give me all the money, or I will fling an enormous rock at your head Utślie'n aurė! Aiya Eldaliė ar Atanatįri, utślie'n aurė! |
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