The Shadow Over Europe

A dark alliance has risen from the lowlands. In the depths of a muddy war pit, the Belgian president, robed like Saruman himself, calls forth his creations: the Dutch Uruk-hai. From the slime they emerge driven by evil and greed, marching under one banner with Belgium and their allies, ready to bring chaos across Europe.

But hope is not yet lost.

Far to the north, Sweden and Norway stand as unlikely heroes: small in size, underestimated by many, but stubborn enough to carry the weight of the war on their backs. Against the growing darkness, they refuse to kneel.

From the plains rides Germany, proud as Rohan, answering the call when the battle reaches its darkest hour. And across the sea, Gondor still fights. The United Kingdom may be occupied, its towers surrounded and its banners torn, but its defenders have not surrendered. In the streets and strongholds, the flame of resistance still burns.

The armies are forming. The banners are raised. Mud-born monsters march from the Netherlands, but free nations still stand together.

From the frozen forests, Finland comes as the Rangers of the North: quiet, hardened, and watchful. They may not seek glory, but when the free nations call for aid, their blades answer from the north.