You tread upon sacred ground, trespasser. Turn back, or be turned to dust.
By the decree of King Loirion, your presence here is forbidden.
You bring shadow into our light. That cannot be allowed.
This is no place for you. Elvennor does not forget.
The stars do not shine for you here.
I smell the rot of greed and fire. Speak your purpose — or bleed.
You walk like a foe, you speak like a deceiver. What else shall we call you?
Even now, the roots whisper your lies to us. Leave.
Your path ends at the edge of my blade.
This land has no love for those who come with steel and arrogance.
Elendil, grant me swiftness — for this blood must not stain the soil long.
You wear death like a cloak. Then let it fall around you.
You will not pass.
Do you think us weak because we sing? Fools often do — once.
Death to the foes of the Elvennor!
Who brings to us this token of doom?
You are no Human-friend, #!
No evil may set foot in Elvennor!
You may not enter to our land.
How dare you poison this fair realm with your foul feet?
You bring great evil here, #. You can go no further.
To Udûn with you!
Die servant of nameless!