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-Mordor-

Golmag looked down at the vast host of orcs, and Black Uruks he had gathered. He had taken up a new title. He was the third Dark Lord. He bore a black sword, razor sharp but still very strong, and a black steel round shield with a serrated edge. He was clad now in black steel plate armor, with the Amulet of Morgoth safely underneath the chestplate. That was one disadvantage of a ring compared to an amulet. A ring had to be worn outside the armor on a finger, whereas an amulet could be kept protected behind the thick steel of his chestplate. The armor covered nearly every inch of him, except for the face. He`d been testing out his new power of late, and had so far discovered the ability to conjure up fireballs and replacement plates for his armor, incredibly fast healing, great intelligence, super strength, a ridiculously high pain threshold, the ability to instill primal terror in all but the staunchest warriors, and to corrupt lesser and some middle men to slaves his will, if given a few moments to use the power. Now, the land would at last become that of shadow! (In Black Speech of Mordor) "Too long have the man-swine, elf-filth, dwarf-muck, and the shire-rats resisted us!!!! We do not know pain, we do not know fear!!!!! This year, we raze the south-maiar`s kingdom to the ground!!!!! The lands of Durin`s Folk will be destroyed!!!! The realms of men will burn!!!! The elf woods will be devastated!!!!!!!!!! The halfling pastures will run with blood!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Shouted Golmag. The horde of steel-shod malice below began a warchant. Golmag then turned to his 10 warchiefs to have a war council. "Allright Golmag what`s the--" Started one warchief, named Gushnak. Before he could finish though, Golmag punched him in the face. "That is LORD Golmag to you, or simply 'Master'!" Spat out Golmag. "Y-ye-yes, Master!" Squeeked Gushnak.