In the deep valleys of the White Mountains, nestled amidst rugged cliffs and shadowed woods, lay the hidden refuge of Dunharrow. It was a place shrouded in ancient legends and whispered tales, for it was here that the people of Rohan sought solace and protection from the darkness that plagued the land. And so it was, on a cold and moonless night, that the Ringwraiths plotted their ambush.
The skies were veiled in a heavy mist, as if the very air trembled with anticipation.
