Board Thread:Lore Texts/@comment-26065088-20170601155657

# In the north it lingers cold, a country, a shadow of old, the realm of the Witchking, where no elves sing, where no man is fair, not even a bandits lair, is found here, all good here is impaled by spear. Angmar, the iron home, the hillmen and orcs herein roam, the region full of unending gloom, enter it and face your doom, Come not between them and their prey, Or they they will surely slay, And flee most from the Black Breath, For its embrace is surely death. 
 * 1) title:Angmar, the irom home
 * 2) author:Forgotten Loremaster
 * 3) types:lindon,rivendell,eriador,gondor