Litash) was a a bleak shelf in the eastern Nan Angmar, surrounding the Town of Litash. It was a barren plateau of awesome desolation which only those inured to the high altitude and freezing winds of the North dared cross. It was said that the curse of the Witch-king lay upon the plain. Those who would cross it to invade his realm were supposedly doomed to perish by cold or hail, or to be blown by a gust of wind down one of the black crevasses concealed in the winter blizzards and blinding summer dust storms.
- MERP:Angmar (2nd Edition)