In the vast expanse of the Edoras countrysides, where rolling hills kissed the sky and fields stretched as far as the eye could see, an ancient evil stirred. The land of Rohan, once known for its brave warriors and noble kings, now faced a new threat that lurked beneath the shadows of the towering Fangorn Forest.
Word spread like wildfire through the villages and hamlets, carried on the whispers of the wind.
In the days of old, when the sun still shone brightly upon the realms of Middle-earth, there existed a place of great beauty known as the Grey Havens. Nestled upon the shores of the Great Sea, it was a haven for the Elves, a sanctuary where they bid farewell to this world and sailed into the west. But time, relentless as it is, had its way with the once glorious city, and now it lay in ruins.