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25 de novembro de 2024
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25 de novembro de 2024
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Como hobbit, Bilbo cresceu sendo ensinado que o amor se conquista pelo estômago, portanto ele empregaria suas melhores receitas em prol de ter o coração do Rei Sob A Montanha para si. Doces e guloseimas foram assados e no chá da tarde compartilhados... Se ao menos Bilbo soubesse que Thorin na verdade era intolerante à lactose. [Thilbo]
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This is the legend of two warriors of the Light whose names have been swallowed by time. His detractors, heralds of doom, would tell his story with an air of tragedy and barbarism; in these lines, however, I show you the truth that has been hidden under the mists of gossip, in the hope that your strength will allow your nicknames to echo through Eternity. "Eternity — A Tale of Middle-earth" follows the story of Alatar and Pallando, the Blue Wizards who, alongside Saruman, Gandalf and Radagast, came to Middle-earth to guide their people in the struggle. against the Dark Lord. His mission is to attack Mordor from the rear, convincing those who adhered to the false promises of the heralds of doom to fight for the Light.
Thorin followed Gandalf with long strides, muttering about "what are we going to do with a female in the party?" and "we don't need a 'bag' between us" but as soon as they arrived at the training room Durin's son stopped his rather misguided complaints when he saw Galena twirl firmly with a sword in each hand, causing the elf who was training to completely disarm the daggers he held.
As Sauron's dark power gained ground, the Elves' magic weakened. Middle-earth was filled with darkness, and the remaining fighting forces felt their light being consumed by dark magic. In the midst of the great war, a white-haired Elf, Elyon the blood queen, as she was called by the elven people, sought her last alliance in her forest. Thranduil, the king of the forest kingdom of darkness, was the last powerful king left to join the fight against Sauron's forces. Elyon needed Thranduil in this war. A war alliance forged with steel, love and blood, the last light for Middle Earth.






