The clatter of hoofs is approaching as quick as lightening
four of them have left
four Elveriders on silverwhite horses
they all carry the same message
they all have the same mission
to gather the army of the five great nations

one rider heads westward to inform the Mountainpeople
another goes to the Erdarmountains
to call up the Dwarfs in the name of their Master, Alin
a thirth one rides to the Other Side
to get the Elves of the Woods
the last one hurries to the Plains of Heora
to mobilise the proud armies of Man

On the next moon, the armies have to be ready
the hope of a world lies on their shoulders

Rumours about the fall of Hordaryn,
the proud city in the South that was
considered to be unconquerable,
have already reached the Elves and the other present leaders

Hope decreases every day
rapports about loothings and marching troops
are filling the pure hearts with fear

soon, the decisive battle will take place

hurry Elveriders

Hurry...