Post by Morsereg Dîndaedel on Jul 16, 2005 20:38:48 GMT
Morsereg stood in Nan Angmar, with a total 30,000 of his fighters. He patrolled among them, a fierce hatred burning in his eyes. "We strike at Rivendell! The foolish lord Murazor has taken from you, has stolen the Princess Theatana of Angmar! Today, on this day, we shall reimpose the fear of Bragolamarth in these Elves of Imladris! Let us show them why Lord Murazor should fear me so! Today, Middle-Earth shall be stained with the blood of Elves!" He listened to the cries and cheers of his fighters, muttering to himself, smirking devilishly, "And with this, this thunderous victory, shall come the end of Imladris."
In total, the forces were:
5,000 Barrow-Wights
6,000 Orcs
6,000 Orc Archers
5,000 Olog-Hai
4,000 Warg Riders
4,000 Warg Riding Archers
And with that, the forces stayed, awaiting the call of their master, as he himself rode to rouse his allies, and to request something of someone in particular: Aragorn Elessar of Gondor.
In total, the forces were:
5,000 Barrow-Wights
6,000 Orcs
6,000 Orc Archers
5,000 Olog-Hai
4,000 Warg Riders
4,000 Warg Riding Archers
And with that, the forces stayed, awaiting the call of their master, as he himself rode to rouse his allies, and to request something of someone in particular: Aragorn Elessar of Gondor.
