Post by Ratha on Aug 27, 2008 9:06:26 GMT -5
It had been a hard winter. Many had died and the people of Forodwaith were hungry and scared and then the Dark One came. From the East he came on a black mount scaring people into submission, bending them to his will. Those who opposed he killed. He was untouchable, any fishing spear or precious blade that touched him disintegrated. He forced whole villages and tribes to do his word he would make the earth chill much more than the coldest winter and even the strongest of men quailed before him. He not only scared them he brought them gifts, he gave precious blades to his allies and molded them into perfect servants. He soon controlled the whole of Forodwaith. And he used his new human subjects to create a new breed of Orc, stronger, harder more resilient from deep in the ice caverns of Forodwaith, these Orcs were a different type of Uruk, the stronger Orcs which were resilient to Sunlight. They were expert swimmers and hikers, they could withstand subzero and boiling temperatures, they were slightly smaller than your average Uruk Orc but broader and thicker.
Ratha had his minions carve out a fortress in the ice on the coast of the Cape Forochel this fortress was called Minas Forochel . It dominated the lands around and with his new army of Orcs ruled with an iron fist. Forodwaith was untouchable behind it's barrier of ice and snow, Ratha listened to his master many miles away and waited.
Ratha had his minions carve out a fortress in the ice on the coast of the Cape Forochel this fortress was called Minas Forochel . It dominated the lands around and with his new army of Orcs ruled with an iron fist. Forodwaith was untouchable behind it's barrier of ice and snow, Ratha listened to his master many miles away and waited.
