Tales of Woodsmen, around the beginning of the second millennium of the Third Age. As the war between Lórien and Goblins was causing much toll, the humble existence of theirs was somehow shaken by the might that had been thrown into the bloody battlefield.
Blood, much blood has stained the green forests on the other shore,
Our green home is under strain and this became, to tell, a very dreadful of a lore,
All sorts of horrors are creeping forth from misty peaks,
A proud Queen, who yearns the past and legacy to which she wants to stick.
Yet she is also a mighty sorceress, in front of whom weather bends and kneels.