"Strangers from distant lands, friends of old you have been summoned here to answer"
Elrond: "Strangers from distant lands, friends of old you have been summoned here to answer.."
ME: Who are you that venture here into the Wardrobe and the White Tree?
Who is it that visits my home, read my words, read the words of others I place here..
who are you that see inside my heart?
From where do you come?
Where do you labor?
How did you come upon this place?
Are you a hobbit perhaps?
Are you a soldier prince?
A king in disguise?
An Elven Princess?
An Elven warrior?
or a shield maiden of Rohan?
Elrond: "The Ring-bearer is setting out on the Quest of Mount Doom. On you who travel with him no oath nor bond is laid, to go further than you will..Farewell. Hold to your purpose. May the blessings of Elves and Men and all free folk go with you."