Board Thread:Lore Texts/@comment-34241117-20180530043844




 * 1) title:A Letter from Angmar


 * 1) author:Targûl the Angmar Orc Chieftain


 * 1) types:Angmar,Ettenmoors, Coldfells

Hey you! Yeah, the maggot holding this wretched book in 'is lap! Yeah you! The ugly one! Listen, I have a suggestion for ya. Help me out, and I'll help you. Simple as that. I need another captain, short and sour. All of mine are useless peices of rotting dirt, except for {name:orc}. So, whaddya say, maggot? Will you join the armies of Angmar, or will you cower in the bushes like those Ranger scum?

Think well maggot. But don't think yer getting off that easy filth! You're still a rotten maggot in the meantime. Go to the Ettenmoors' edge, and slay me fifty rangers! Thats right, I said FIFTY. Force them away. Show 'em that Angmar's still strong! Once you're done with that, you can come over to Angmar, and call for old Targûl. If my boys are giving you any trouble, holler for me and I'll give 'em the whipping they deserve.

So, maggot? What do you say? You go and kill some puny bush-walking rangers, and I'll give you an army, right and proper. My best boys! Savages, throat cutters, and man-rippers! These boys 'ave seen many battles, and they'll take a proper leader to lead 'em! If you've got the gold, I'll even give you a troll! A huge hulk of a monster that one is! He'll scare the metal caps off'f any stinkin' maggot who opposes you! Split the skulls of many men! Scar the earth! Kill anyone who opposes you! FOR ANGMAR!  