Thank you. Here's a really stumpy riddle:
Though no song sings of me
My blood held the only hope for the world
My people were staunch and proud
They refused the offer of the Dark one
Happy riddling
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Tuor: Yeah, it was me who broke [Morleg's] arm. With a wrench. Specifically, this wrench.
I am suffering from Maeglinomaniacal Maeglinophilia.
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