Post by squck on Oct 13, 2007 11:20:56 GMT -5
my story and history with mordor. i started life in the northern waists of middle earth. i am an umly, a race of half-dwarf. a male dwarf and a female human where causing morgoth problems and so he put as curse on them. the curse was love. well they ended up having childern and there children where outcasted from man and dwarf and banished to the northen waist. my tribe was slaterd by a tribe of snow elves when i was still a child. i am the last surviver of that tribe. i wondered in the northen waist surviving on what i could on the edge of socitie. about 10years past and then a group of gypsie excepted me into there group and so i traveled with them untell they traveled threw mordor where i settled. i found a liking for orcs and chose to stay.
during the end of the 3rd age i lived in mordor untell the war of the ring. during this time i avoided combat and stayed with the protection of the wall. when the wall fell all the races of mordor fled and so did i with my half dragon freind with no name. i wondered for a time gathering orcs making raids on small villages. untell i ran acrossed a great troll samuri. we travled across the land creating carnige and death. and the troll gathered all then one day we had a thought between the both of us we need to rebuild the once forgotten armys of mordor and bring back an evil that the world hasnt seen sence the first age. there was rumor of an ogre shammon still in the mountans of mordor who could help us. so set out to find him. we serched for a long time. when we finley found him he said he would help but for the ritual we would need 1000 wemon and children for the sacrafice and we would have to find a great mage who worked for mordor before the 3rd age to hold the soul of the being we wished to summon. and so we set forth one more time. found and captured 1000 wemon and children and the great mage. we took them to this ogre shammon he started the ritual killed all the wemon and children and tied the mage to the center of the circle then the sun was darkened and the clouds started to thunder and then everything went black. the circle flashed and the mage broke his bounds and stood up and said an 3 ages in the abyss was to long. the mage didnt stand there any more the great melkore stood there now. and so the three of us asked him if he wanted to help us rebuild the armys of mordor and he agreed but he said he needed to rebuild his great city thangordrum and then he would returen. and so the ogre shammon the troll samuri and melkore and me formed the aom. the four genrals of the army of mordor.
during the end of the 3rd age i lived in mordor untell the war of the ring. during this time i avoided combat and stayed with the protection of the wall. when the wall fell all the races of mordor fled and so did i with my half dragon freind with no name. i wondered for a time gathering orcs making raids on small villages. untell i ran acrossed a great troll samuri. we travled across the land creating carnige and death. and the troll gathered all then one day we had a thought between the both of us we need to rebuild the once forgotten armys of mordor and bring back an evil that the world hasnt seen sence the first age. there was rumor of an ogre shammon still in the mountans of mordor who could help us. so set out to find him. we serched for a long time. when we finley found him he said he would help but for the ritual we would need 1000 wemon and children for the sacrafice and we would have to find a great mage who worked for mordor before the 3rd age to hold the soul of the being we wished to summon. and so we set forth one more time. found and captured 1000 wemon and children and the great mage. we took them to this ogre shammon he started the ritual killed all the wemon and children and tied the mage to the center of the circle then the sun was darkened and the clouds started to thunder and then everything went black. the circle flashed and the mage broke his bounds and stood up and said an 3 ages in the abyss was to long. the mage didnt stand there any more the great melkore stood there now. and so the three of us asked him if he wanted to help us rebuild the armys of mordor and he agreed but he said he needed to rebuild his great city thangordrum and then he would returen. and so the ogre shammon the troll samuri and melkore and me formed the aom. the four genrals of the army of mordor.