The mountains of the Ettenmoors rose up near the top of the Misty Mountains, bathed in their shadow where untold ancient evils could possibly be stirring once again, and further north the old Witch Realm of Angmar sat and froze in the snow that now fell on it, a place where few would ever dare to tread, especially without cause.Down to the South in the realm of Rhudaur, the great city of Rivendell