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The power of the elves was failing and evil once again walked the lands in great hordes, but not only did it walk within the orcs and the goblins, it walked within the people.
The failings of men were prayed upon and twisted until they were overcome and became servants of the darkness, and most of the time, they knew nothing of it.
Their deeds were foul and their minds even fouler still.
Murderers, rapists, thieves; they were all followers.
The blind lead the blind and those who did see...were locked within the chains of their own uncertainty.
Such things as loyalty and kinship were throw away over greed and pride.
When a life is born they are to be nurtured and kept within the safety of those who love them, who will pass on their knowledge and their skills.
But the time of loyalty and kinship was over and in its place stood greed and pride.
But men were not alone in their failing, the elves were deserting Middle-Earth for the undying lands in the west. And they left behind the troubles of the land.
The elves secluded themselves, choosing to become elusive. They were shadows of their previous selves and seldom were they seen.
There was a battle to be fought and it would take courage and sacrifice from somebody whose heart was gifted with the knowledge of the Edain and the Eldar. One who understood the value of life and the meaning of death. One who can show the peoples of Middle-earth how to live once again.
All it takes is one action, and the rest will soon follow.
But what must be remembered is that not all battles are fought with swords.