Of the hash of Crouch Ende Towen much amiss was spoken, from witchery, to weakening, to covenants long-broken.
Once in every celestial cycle the stars come right, and Those Who Sleep may live. These rare conjunctions, foreknown and long-awaited, are inevitably periods of slaughter and devastation, as those who serve the Great Old Ones seek to return Them to Their rightful dominion, at any cost.
"The enemy has very deceitfully taken advantage of the Midsummer cease-fire to launch an offensive all over the realm. Sauron has hit *every* major military target in Middle Earth, and hit 'em hard. In Rohan, the Gap has been overrun by suicide squads. Minas Tirith is standing by to *be* overrun. In strategic terms, Sauron's cut the realm in half. In other words, it's a huge shit sandwich, and we're all gonna have to take a bite."