The huge orc captain, Wárzárz let his gaze wander towards the oncoming band of orc raiders. He frowned, his thick brows furrowing. The number he had sent out were had lessened on their return. Another failed attempt at Lorien, it seems.
He motioned for one of his sergeants who promptly obeyed.
“Ready another group to patrol the eastern flanks! Bring along the warg-riders.”
“And the Olog hai?”
“They’ll serve better on the next raid, they don’t travel as fast as the wargs.”
He looked up as another battalion entered to join camp. He smiled. Let the pointy-eared fools hide in their precious woods. They would be no match for the might of the Dark Lord’s armies.
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