[Xietor]

The Lizardmoot began the next morning after the fall of Lanka's Captial and the banishment of Lanka's Pretender-and lasted three months. About 50 Lizard Kings and Marshmasters gathered in Derndingle and Bones told them what he had learned.

Desperate cries for help from Tien Chi have been received. Thier position was dire-the forces of Mordor(LA Ermor) were coming. A Black Cloud of Doom shadowed the West. On the afternoon of 1st day the Lizards came to the decision to go to war against Saruman(MA Ermor). In what will likely become known as the Battle of the Two Towers, the Lizards marched to war.

"Of course, it is likely enough, my friends," Bones said softly, "likely enough that we are going to our doom: the last march of the Lizards. But if we stayed at home in the Swamps and did nothing, doom would find us anyway, sooner or later. That thought has long been growing in our hearts; and that is why we are marching now. It was not a hasty resolve. Now at least the last march of the Lizards may be worth a song. Aye," Bones sighed, "we may help the other peoples before we pass away."