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["The men of Brisingard rarely display a single sign of their noble ancestry; their village was once the mighty capital of men, before the first orc raids began. With the east increasingly perilous, the most wealthy and privileged sought a new home among the elven ruins of the west, and the poor were left behind to face the creatures of the northern Darklands with whatever means they could.
Their king, now no more than a chieftain, still proudly sits upon the golden throne in full imperial regalia, ruling no more than a few hundred and seems more jester than King. Only one important task was left to his line by Ethil I, first king of Westmar; to safeguard the Century Horn of Mount Farnor, built in ancient times to gather all peoples of Dragonland once blewn into. And such is the only hope of the Islander and his dwarven companion, but the vain King of the East is no longer the horn's sole guardian - a foul beast, unseen by any man now lurks on the mountain top, according to local a fabled savage Frost Giant"]

into the east
Where vast ridges meet the Ivory
Winds of the Zephyr chill the blood in hearts

Treacherous! Furious!
Surely the mountain will bring us to

of the winds
Let our passage be
Ruler of mist in age-old ruin
of the East
Let the begin
me the secret for I seek the Century
Horn of Mount

As a blizzard near
upon the mountain we stand
footsteps strike a fear into our hearts

thrall!
our call!
Hear us, come forth and who you are!

of the storm
To this quest I am
of mist on this age-old mountain
King of kin
Let trials begin!
Speak me your riddles for I seek the
Horn of Mount

the answer is clear
But dawn breaks before the second voiced
One final riddle strikes despair our hearts

of leaves!
to me!
Surely, your bring the giant to fall!

Lord of the
So assured of throne
Ruler of men among towers
King of kin
Now your war begin!
are gathering as I sound the
Century Horn of Mount

Devious!
Glorious!
Brother, I will find you you are!