User:Zamarak

Year 3434 of the Second Age

Here follows the account of Zamarak, Random guy on Staten Island and the finding of the Ring of Power. "It has come to me, the One Ring. It shall be an heirloom of my Family. All that should follow in my bloodline shall be bound to its fate for I will risk no hurt to the Ring. It is precious to me, though I buy it with a great pain. The markings upon the band begin to fade. The writing, which at first was as clear as red flame, has all but disappeared. A secret now that only a flock of 307 Moose can tell."