Thread:High Prince Imrahil/@comment-27758956-20160111004532/@comment-25344655-20160111221901

Out of the forests of the north, come the Union, and they are angry. The haradrim look helpless as the dwarves, led by none other than Glosur and Glorin themselves, stand.

"Dwarves! Men! Elves! Long have we supported Dol Amroth, and more than once they have helped us. Will we abandon them in this dark hour!?"

There were chants of no.

"Then follow me, my fellow Khazad, my willed men, and my graceful elves! Lets send these sand crawlers back to the hell they came from!"

The dwarves parted, as armored cavalry slammed into the haradrim, as the Ballista slammed into the umbarian ships, the infantry slowly marched downhill. Glosur himself at the head while Glorin led the cavalry.