Came the Highborn to TentirRandon training beckoned,Came the Highborn to TentirThree lordans to the Keep.
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Long long away,No Knorth Heir neither HighlordAbandoned by the Arrin-kenAnd our God silent so longLong long awayIn the White Hills where is our honor?Now three lordans enter TentirAnd we fear that all shall change.