Fall of Dun Modr

Dun Modr has fallen to the Dark Iron Dwarves!

My wounds are grave, <class>. Most of the regiment was killed! The Dark Iron thugs attacked us before we could regroup from the Thandol Span ambush.

Our leader, Longbraid, sounded the retreat horn. As we left the town I was hit by a stray axe in the back. All went black.

I awoke here in Menethil but I fear for my fellow soldiers. Hope still burns within me. Perhaps Longbraid is still alive! See if you can find him near Dun Modr, <race>!