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It was a misty night indeed in the southernmost end of the Blue Mountains. There were several homes and mines about, and the point from which the military managed this area was the partially underground fortress of Khuld Allus. It was a significant fortress, and it had withstood several attacks from orcs of Gundabad. However, the Dwarven forces on the walls had never encountered a force quite like the one that they were about to.

Colonel Froyde the Black Dwarf and General Slaanesh the Mordor Orc stood overlooking the sleepy fortress. Ever since the Gundabad Orcs were driven out, there had been absolutely nothing to do at the fortress. Several of the soldiers there had gone to help with rebuilding Belegost.

"And you're quite certain this plan will work?" Slaanesh asked.

"So long as your Black Uruks do their job as well as my Black Dwarves, yes." Froyde turned to a cold and clearly injured Dwarf in Blue Mountain armor. "Go."

The Dwarf stumbled toward the gates set into the side of the mountain in and above which Khuld Allus stood. The Dwarves outside the gates lowered their pikes at him, but raised them when they saw it was one of their injured kin. They approached him.

"Are you alright?"

"Orcs, they *cough cough* ambushed me. I barely got out alive. Please, I have to *cough* speak with your commander."

"Alright, soldier. Open the gates!" Suddenly, before the gates had even opened, both Dwarven guards and the Dwarven watchman had taken arrows to the neck, and the bodies swiftly dragged out of sight. The imposter Dwarf limped into the warmth of the fortress. several other Dwarven warriors gathered around him, saying things like "What happened?" and "C'mon." They turned to lead him further through the fortress, and several were shot in the neck. The rest of the Dwarves turned to watch as the Black Uruks were suddenly covered by a battlegroup of Dwarves wilding black armor, tower shields and warhammers (the favored weapon of the Black Dwarves). These Dwarves inscrutably advanced, battling their own kin without regret or mercy. A Dwarf reached for the alarm bell, but a blue axe thrown by the imposter felled him before he had the chance. The hall was then swarmed by Mordor Orcs. The Blue Dwarven defenders didn't have much of a chance after that. They were outnumbered and their exits were blocked. They were all killed or taken captive.

After that, the Black Dwarves and Orcs spread through the rest of the fortress, slowly and methodically, leaving nothing to chance. The Black Dwarves taught their Orcish allies the virtue of diligence and thoroughness. However, they eventually got to the commander's room, where the commander and the remaining Dwarves were holed up. It was at this point that Slaanesh and Froyde sent in their biggest weapon: two Olog-hai armed with Dwarven made armor and weaponry. This was not the time for subtlety, this was time for brute force. The two trolls, though rather cramped, were saved by the fact that the Dwarves wanted to make the fortress seem grand. The two had enough room to smash down the door and the Dwarves barricading it, then allowed the Mordor Orcs to swarm into the room, massacring or capturing the Dwarves. The commander of the fortress was to be taken alive, so that is what happened. Slaanesh and Froyde and their forces occupied and began to fortify and modify Khuld Allus to better suite their own ends. The commander and the rest of the prisoners from the fortress were taken to the boats the invaders had arrived in. Most of the prisoners were taken below deck, except for the commander and one other soldier. Aboard the boat the commander was on was Tallus the Betrayer himself.

"Tell me something. Do you know who I am?"

"No." The commander replied.

"Well then I shall tell you. I--"

"Kill me or release me, but do not waste my time with talk."

Tallus smiled. "There is much talk, and I have listened, through rock and metal and time. Now I shall talk, and you shall listen." Tallus then told the commander the story of himself and his kin.

"I don't understand. Why are you telling me this?"

"I felt it important that you know that what I'm about to do is for a very noble cause, and you should be honored to be a part of it." Tallus then took a sword from one of his personal guards and lopped off the commander's head. Tallus then put the commander's head in a box labeled

"To: the King of the Blue Mountains

Love: The Betrayer"

Tallus then turned to the other Blue Dwarf, who was now very scared. "You. You will take this package to your king." The Dwarf nodded and grabbed the package. He started to head off, when Tallus said "Wait. Blackguard (the name of his elite royal guard), how many arms does it take to carry a parcel?"

"One, my lord."

"Indeed." Tallus whacked off one of the courier's arms. "Alright. Now you may deliver the parcel." The Blue Dwarf was deposited back on the shore as the Orcs and Dwarves began to sail off.