Allow for me to share my tale of woe!
One sunny day, I was riding towards Lindon by way of the wild lands of Eriador. I was just crossing a river when I heard it...
An invasion had begun...
This was not just any invasion; this was an Angmar invasion! And right next to me, no less!
I retreated from the scene on my horse, but soon dismounted and prepared to get some good alignment and loot. I thrust with my Blue Dwarven spear and chopped with my Iron sword at every Orc I came across. But when the hordes began to overwhelm me, I fell back to the other side of the river...
And then... it came again...
Twice more horns sounded, and twice more floating weapons appeared, now blocking off my escaoe route. Another Angmar invasion, and a Gundabad invasion!
I returned to the first invasion and slew the enemy until they stopped spewing forth, before returning to the new forces. I fought tooth and nail against them, and I may have even won...
But events took a dark turn...
Distracted as I was, I did not notice the Warg Bombardier until it was too late (and, to be honest, I forgot they existed)...
And so I fell... all my equipment taken by the forces of darkness... all due to the most absurd enemy in the mod...
But tell me, what was your saddest touch with death in the mod? Turned into a pin-cushion by Rangers? Thrown into a lava pit by that one Gundabad Orc? Killed by Dwarves after accidentally hitting one?
Share your tales of woe below!