Having finally found an entrance to the court of the Wild Huntsman, you have come upon a number of powerful spirits -- some of whom look upon you with disdain. Now you must prove yourself before them if you are to find a way through the haunted forests of the Mournshaws for the Grey Company.
'Speak not with me, but the Wild Huntsman instead.'1/1
1 Speak toThe Huntsman (Show dialog)
'Ye are not welcome here, Player. The peoples of Middle-earth have proven their weakness as many times as needed to convince me of their folly.
'Yet ever and again my lord in the Uttermost West has bidden me be patient. He tells me that it may yet come to pass that my bow need not be nocked ere the Darkness ends -- and yet I remain against that eventuality.
'And so I challenge thee, remind me again of the myriad faults of Men, the hubris of the Elves, the greed of the dwarves, and the timid cowardice of halflings. Or prove to me that there is some mettle left in the folk of Middle-earth to take their fate into their own hands. Join my hunt and see it through, that I may judge you worthy or not.'1/1
'So you have completed the Wild hunt. It seems there is some spark of valour left within your kind, ${RACE}. Very well then. The Dúnedain lordlings may pass through my forests unmolested. The spies of the Enemy will not see them here beneath these boughs.
'But be wary nonetheless: evil things creep here now, though they be blind before my power, nor can I see what fate awaits the Men of the West as they march to meet their doom. But I do know this: few days remain before the decisive battles are joined. The eyes of the Uttermost West watch keenly the struggle here, for its outcome will soon be decided.
'Take care, little one, and may your hunt be fruitful.'1/1
Golden Token of the Wilds