*It is the middle of the night, and a torrent of rain is falling from the sky. You can not see your hand in front of your face, and all of the sudden a bright blue-white flash lights up the sky as lightning hits a pair of trees. You see a figure with glowing red eyes slowly walking down the road, wearing all black armor with a flowing blood red cloak and a hood partially covering his face. The light from the lightning fades and the figure disappears. You hear a faint whisper, as if the wind is blowing, but you hear words of magic flowing on the wind. All of the sudden the sky bursts into a bright red light and the figure is running at full speed, armed with a greatsword and then it disappears again. You then hear laughing, a hoarse throaty laugh and then he speaks.* You thought I was gone, gone to the realm of Light. Well you thought wrong, the light could not hold me. Chaos has returned, pain shall be brought to all those who defy me and my allies. My friends and my lord beckon me, they call for my aid. They call and I run to their aid, the puny elves of Doriath stand no chance in the path of the Marauders. With the power of the Luminary at hand, and the force of my blade we will destroy you all. The forests will burn with our fury and hate, the blood of the elves will run through your cities. *The figure then appears right in front of you and with an evil grin and a fierce growl cuts you down where you are standing. As you lay, dying in a pool of your own blood you hear him laughing again.*