'The weeks I spent as the Hidden Guard within Gostador, levying vengeance upon the Orcs, are not pleasant to recall and neither shall I miss them. But I am proud to have done my Lady's work. Let us escape now from the fortress, and she will fulfill her own obligation and raze this place to its foundation!
'With you by my side, <name>, even the whispers in the Room of Voices cannot stay my advance. Onward, brave <race>! Our mission is fulfilled!'
Galadriel has laid waste to the fortress of Dol Guldur, bringing an end to its capacity to nurture the evils of Sauron.
Galadriel has cast down the walls of Dol Guldur and laid bare its pits, and now she wishes to speak with you.
- Galadriel: 'At last the fortress has been cast down. Its dark walls can no longer hide the works of Sauron. Rejoice with the Golden Host, <name>, for a time of trouble and woe has come to its ending, and you played your part in it with grace and with skill.
- 'I thank you too for helping to lead Sigileth from the depths of Dol Guldur. I was not aware she still lived before we came to this hill of sorcery, but as we approached the wall I sensed her in the darkness. I could not have left her there, <name>, though Sauron himself survive within. I thank you for bringing her forth. Many of my people died in service of the Golden Host, and I mourn for every one.
- 'But Dol Guldur stands no more, and that is a testament to their sacrifice.'
Sigileth is on Dol Dhannen, the Hill of Ruin.
- Sigileth: 'The Golden Host achieved its aim, and so too did the Hidden Guard. I am proud of our accomplishments, <name>. My brother Corudan will be pleased to hear of them, if he is home in Lórien and not away, walking the river as is his wont.'
- You tell Sigileth that you journeyed with Corudan for a time in Rohan, but he vanished while scouting outside Helm's Deep and you do not know his fate.
- 'My brother was always given to journey, but he was fond of the Anduin and did not stray far from his banks. Rohan? It seems there is another tale for you to tell, but it must wait. You thought me dead, <name>, but I was not. So too might it be with Corudan. I will return to the Golden Wood for a brief time, but not to mourn.
- 'I go there to prepare. I will call for you when I am ready, and we will find my brother. We will find Corudan River-walker, and compare our tales of adventure.'
Thranduil the Elvenking has come to Dol Dhannen, the Hill of Ruin.
- Thranduil: 'We are well-met on this hill of ruin, <name>. Look about you and see what can be achieved when Elves of every sort stand together! Our origins may be as varied as the sands on the shore or the leaves of the trees, but despite these variances, we fight as one people against the forces of evil. Let Wood-elves and Grey-elves cast aside our differences and stand in the light as we always should have done, striving against the darkness. Elhethyl!
- 'My realm in the north of the wood came under threat, but despite fire and battle I seized the victory. I came south then, and beneath the trees I met Celeborn of Lórien in friendship and in peace. He agrees, as do I, that the time of the Mirkwood is over. Together we will call it by a new name, Eryn Lasgalen, and may it bear that name ever onward. From this day forth it will be the Wood of the Greenleaves, and we will work to cleanse the mark of Sauron from every corner, and heal the hurts he worked upon it by his presence.'
- Thranduil surveys the ruin of the fortress, but when he turns his gaze upon you, he speaks more warmly than you expected.
- 'My land and my halls have always been open to you, but if you tell me what you seek I will do what I can to help you achieve it.'