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Sing! Come on, sing.

When all other senses sleep,

Who we will always be.

-Father. -[Elendil] Isildur.

[people chattering excitedly]

Are you familiar with The Song of the Roots of Hithaeglir?

Why didn't he stop this?

Bright isle filled with grace...

Oh, rise up and guide me This wandering day

-[screaming] -[grunting]

I have no doubt, come time, he will do his part.

[Waldreg] Stand and fight?

-[all gasping] -[growling]

A fairly lavish apology, which Ontamo, of course,

If the hope of preventing that is not reason enough

Report to the horsemaster.

Your sorrow cannot ease my pain.

lift them up, and give them the king they've long awaited.

No lasting peace in any path,

-[clinks] -[thunder rumbling]

Khazad and Noldor.

until we are but shadows,

You used me. After I all but begged you to let me be.

and swear fealty to their commander.

Through cold and through frost

[groans] Aulë's beard! Enough with the quail sauce.

I do not intend to let mine slip away on the basis of mere hope.

-This is about uniform. -Horseman's Guild?

[creatures screeching in distance]

How could this be for Númenor?

-[Elves grunt] -[Prince Durin chuckles, clears throat]

In so doing, I would not wish to offend our guest.

Lord Durin, I should like to commend you.

to our honored dead.

This was clearly an attempt to kindle your doubts, Queen Regent.

[Harfoots screaming]

Who among you will stand and fight?

-Actually... -[grunts]

[softly] The tunnel is complete, my lord.

Now please bring me with you.

Sing to me, sing to me Lands far away

I have fought for centuries, seeking to earn mine.

When all this has ended, Elves will take orders from us.

-Not yet. -Soon enough.

Your loyalty to the Dwarf is admirable.

[Elendil] Hold your ground, Ontamo.

Through cold and through frost