You trespass in the halls of Durin!
Back to the shadows with you, filth!
My axe has tasted darker blood than yours.
You think us broken? Khazad-dûm stands strong again!
I’ll carve your name into the stone — as a warning.
By fire and forge, I’ll see you undone.
You’ve stolen enough from us. Now pay in blood.
Your bones will rattle in these halls for an age.
Fool! You challenge a son of the mountain?
We remember what was taken — and we take it back.
Even goblins die faster than you.
Moria darkness forged us anew. Stronger. Harder.
You’ll not leave these halls alive.
Come closer, coward — my axe is eager.
For every fallen dwarf, I’ll strike ten blows!
We built this kingdom stone by stone. You’ll fall just as easy.
You’re not the first fool to bleed on our floor.
Run while you still can — the mountain has no mercy.
Let Durin's wrath be upon you!