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["The men of Brisingard rarely display a single sign of their noble ancestry; their village was the mighty capital of men, before the first orc raids began. With the east growing 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 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 lore; 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!
the mountain will bring us to fall

Lord of the
Let our passage be
of mist in this age-old ruin
King of the
Let the trials
Grant me the secret for I seek the
of Mount Farnor

As a blizzard draws
the highest mountain we stand
thundering footsteps strike a into our hearts

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

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

First; the answer is
But dawn breaks the second word's voiced
One final riddle strikes despair into our

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

Lord of the
So assured of throne
Ruler of men among thousand
King of kin
Now your war begin!
Thousands are as I sound the
Century Horn of Farnor

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