﻿We are the guardians of our lands.
I am an honest and loyal warrior of the prince.
Our prince is as strong as a pack of wolves!
I've never seen so many orcs as in the last few years.
I'm not afraid to fight, I'm afraid of not returning to my family.
They say we're being transferred closer to the northern borders. The only good thing is that I'll see the Beornings.
You can't be cowardly in battle. Fear breeds doubt.
I'd like to wander through Mirkwood. But the darkness of this place kills all living things.
When will this all end...