Battlelore

Walls of Isengard
Face the northern winds
Carved black pillars
Rising high up to the sky
Arcane relic
Crowned by the four peaks
Feels the auturnn breeze
From the fields of steeds
Orthanc, The Cunning Mind
Great Fang, Forked Height
Many narties for this towering sight
Sight as black as a night
Tall, black tower
Home for the Palantiri
Lair for the crystal globe
- foresight of might
Wizard so pale and old
Guarding the elven stone
He did not realise