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#author:Brûghap, from Núrn
#title:Scraps from the Pits
#type:mordor
Today I ventured out to the Grave-pit again. Many like it, but this one's mine and no-one else comes close! They can't handle the smell, but I can, and nobody else. I found nothing of worth there today. All of the slave-flesh was dead and rotting, sha! Scraps and rags only, and so it was a big waste. But I'm going tomorrow as well. See, rumor says that they caught a gang of Uruk-hai traitors. No doubt they have some shiny trinkets, and the searchers don't find everything. Now I just need to wait.

Today was the execution of the dratted snakes. Their boss, {name:orc_prefix}{name:orc_suffix}, sobbed like a tark-runt. Well, they shut him up! Ha! But if it was a bad day for him and his crew, it was a good day for me. I got some trinkets that they didn't care to remove, like {a small S-rune badge (I suppose these were the Wizard's orcs, on vacation! Ha!)/a shank-blade, with carvings and such (I doubt I'll find a use for it, but I know a fellow planning on running away. Perhaps he'll take it?)/some silver coins (The searchers shake them down for these, but they didn't catch these, and they're mine now!)} and {the shattered teeth of a tark (I suppose these boys saw action at the front.)/a raggedy beard, and a dwarf-face still attached (these fellows were from Northwest, in the Mountains!)/an elf-ear (I'll be wearing this one!)} and other such things, like a little trinket of a ring. Shiny little thing.

The first of Brûghap's journeys. I'm trying to make lore-texts that are less random, so they're more like a lot of the ones in-game (the wizard-texts, the ranger's guides) and tell a story over multiple texts, so it's fun to collect them. Iirc evil doesn't have anything like those two examples, so here I am, trying to make something like it! This also ties into the older desertion lore text, and references the grave-pits from OBTHs "Orders". Hope you all like it!

#author:{name:orc_prefix}{name:orc_suffix}, no. {num:10000,99999}
#title:Top Secret!
#type:mordor,dol_guldur
If you're reading this note and you're {name:orc_prefix}{name:orc_suffix}, then go right ahead. Else, I'll string you up by your insides! Now, you and I well know that the Captain is always mucking about. That {maggot/worm/slime/scum/slug/rat} lashes and beats us and I hate his living guts, and I know you do too! {Always cracking the lash, garn! He’s never felt it on his hide, nar!/Never splits the goods, keeps all the shiny things to himself!/Not a scrap of flesh in sight for us lads to eat. No, he keeps it to himself, sha!}
But now, see here, I have a plan. There’s a few other boys, about {num:4,8}, with me, and when I give the signal, we’ll take him unawares! Soon enough he’ll have {a knife through his throat/a sword through his belly/his head smashed on} and we’ll be {off/free/gone}!
This’ll happen very soon, you hear, so keep your {knife/shank/blade} on you! And no peaching! Elsewise, when I’m done with the Captain, I’ll be after you next!

Sort of related to OBTH's Orders Lore Text. Maybe this orc has had one order too many?

Also, for those interested/confused about the word "peaching", the orc snuffler who kills the soldier-orc from Cirith Ungol (after the whole Shagrat v.s. Gorbag thing) says it:

The other halted, and his voice was full of fear and rage. 'You cursed peaching sneakthief!' he yelled. 'You can't do your job, and you can't even stick by your own folk. Go to your filthy Shriekers, and may they freeze the flesh off you! If the enemy doesn't get them first. They've done in Number One, I've heard, and I hope it's true!'

I did a bit of research, and apparently peaching is the equivalent of snitching, so I thought it'd be good to use here.