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["The men of Brisingard rarely display a single sign of noble ancestry; their village was once 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 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 lore; a fabled savage Frost Giant"]

Deepest the east
Where ridges meet the Ivory shores
Winds of the Zephyr chill the in frostbitten hearts

Treacherous! Furious!
Surely the mountain will bring us to

of the winds
Let our be swift
Ruler of mist in this age-old
of the East
Let the begin
Grant me the for I seek the Century
Horn of Farnor

As a draws near
upon the highest mountain we
footsteps strike a fear 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 your begin!
Speak me riddles for I seek the Century
Horn of Mount

the answer is clear
But breaks before the second word's voiced
One riddle strikes despair into our hearts

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

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

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