Alas, I fear, the power of Wall Street is growing in the east. It casts a long shadow over free lands. The Orcs grow brave, and are not afraid of the daylight.
The Eye of Goldman is searching, ever-searching, for something it has lost…
Make haste, Aragorn. We must ride to the Fed by nightfall. We will see the Chairman. He is a wise wizard and will know what to do.
