Mordor

All Hail The Glorious Queen

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Aglarari the Rancorous 

Heir of Aglarzor the Silent

All hail the Glorious Queen!

The Rancorous

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The Rancorous...

The Sorceress

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The Sorceress... 

The Slave

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The slave...

Slavery

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The tall, looming steel of the walls stood, strong and unbreaking. They could not, would not, ever break. Imposing, choking, the massive walls towered up to the heavens. Yet, even the heavens were barred. Putrid, heavy clouds of rolling ash choked out any feeling of light from above. She was left, on the ground, cold and enslaved.

 

Moved

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The forces marched on. Black Speech was muttered amongst the orc forces as they lumbered through the barren fields beyond the Black Gate. Riding atop a Dire Horn Goat, a mounted warrior was fully clad in dark armor. As the goat ascended a steep, rocky hill, a scout dashed beside her, "General Aglarari, we approach Ithilien."

 

The Library

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Walking down the dilapidated, ransacked streets of Millshaw, a couple held hands as they conversed in the night. Both hooded and cloaked, Nimraph and Eira walked through the small town. Passing some sprawled out scrap wood from the orc raids, Eira tried to distract herself from the destruction by asking, "How did a cookbook wind up in your library?"

She spoke in a light, amused tone. Deep down, however, she did not like the idea of going to that library.

The Victim Maker

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The Victim

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It was after a long day. The five year old girl was dragging a large fish, almost twice the size as herself, towards the slave quarters close to the lake. Hiding amongst the bushes and using a much smaller fish as a decoy, the little girl panted as she paused. Orcs had a history of stealing good catches from the Nurnhoth, which was why the girl was acting extra cautious bringing the large catfish she was lucky enough to harpoon back home.

The Dark Blossom

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The pale woman's long, black hair flowed in the parched, choking winds of the wastelands. Gazing out as dark crebain fed on the rotting corpses of long dead orcs, she gazed upon the endless cold desert of Gorgoroth. She yearned for something different than this, something she did not even know existed under the ash clouded sky.

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