The Burning of Ithilien

[Morsereg Dîndaedel]

A great war cry from the mouth of Smaug rang through the air, as a small host of Morsereg's approached Ithilien. 2,500 Orcs, bearing short swords and lit torches, along with 2,500 Orc Archers, bearing their short bows, each arrow would be lit aflame in the air by the magic of Morsereg once they were let loose.

They were lead by the great dragon Smaug, revived from the bottom of the Lake near Erebor, riding atop his back was Morsereg, who's heart seemed to stain itself with more evil by the second. They were joined by the Fell Beasts of Morsereg and of his son Elros, who was presently captured in Haradwaith after his attempt to bring back his younger brother Erkai.

They reached Ithilien, and all hell broke loose. The Orcs set to work lighting trees aflame one by one, while the Fell Beasts ripped some apart. Smaug swooped down, time after time, lighting many trees with one fell breath. Soon all of Ithilien would be in flames, and it would burn to the ground...

[Envin]

Townsfolk and farmers ran screaming, clutching their belonging near, terrified at the sudden appearance of Smaug. His lips gave life to flame, and the lands of fair Ithilien were soon in red blossom. Trees crackled and fell, grasses withered in waves of fire, and many people died that day. Morsereg seemed to have entered a rampage of hate, his spirit consumed with the desire to kill and destroy - what might this portend for Middle-earth?

[Morsereg Dîndaedel]

Morsereg looked down to his Orcs, and called out, "Kill them all! Kill all in your sight!" He hissed, and flew down, the dragon Smaug stopping just infront of a middle-aged woman, frightened out of her mind. Morsereg looked to one of his orcs, and using his own staff he shot the orc down. "Take his helm," He looked to the woman, "And bring it to your Lord. Tell him what you saw today, and show him that helm." He pointed to the top, where there was the symbol of Angmar: A bleeding skull inside of a black orb.

[Envin]

She trembled in fright and turned tail to run, the Orcs of Angmar jeering at her and lashing her with whips as she departed. She made her way to the River, and then to Minas Tirith, where soon Aragorn would hear these tidings.

[Morsereg Dîndaedel]

Morsereg laughed at her retreating back, a cold, steely laugh, alike to the laugh of one who'd never be happy again. He looked at his Orcs, and then to Ithilien, most of which was in flames. He smirked, and turned to the Orcs, "Come on, boys! We're going home!" The orcs cheered and began marching north, as Smaug, along with the Fell Beasts, took flight to lead them back.