Not so long Ago the Lands of Amonmeöi offered help to the Nimloth, who were on war.
Amonmeöi and Nimloth fought unforgettable battles together; all of them remembered with Honor and Glory by the inhabitants of Amönmeoi.
The War of the Nimloth ceased, and there were times of peace...
But Amonmeöi had to fight a battle, so we asked for help to the Nimloth... and they refused to fight. They didn't help us.
Amonmeöi fought it's battle ALONE; As Amonmeöi always does, and won.
But Rumors have spread, the Nimloth is homeless... roaming, waiting for a new land to receive them,
hear this You of the Nimloth:
AMONMEÖI WILL NOT RECEIVE YOU, AMONMEÖI WILL NOT HELP YOU ANYMORE.
Us of the lands of the Roaring Tiger learned to fight alone, without the help of allies... so you do have to, former members of the White Tree.
Amönmeoi has a new enemy to fight, we can't hold you, we don't want to hold you. All we can do for the Nimloth, is hope soon you to find a new land, and we'll see if you recover your forgotten glory.
Goodbye Nimloth, Goodbye.
-Prince Dornedain of Amonmeöi
De las palabras de Dornedain, está escrito el libro que los descendientes de la montaña del felino, algún día deberán leer.
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