Vitto

NAME:Warzgarz

AGE: ?... orc prime age

RACE:Orc

GENDER:Male

WEAPONS : Heavy armor and Broad sword

APPEARANCE: Taller than a common orc, heavily built, only slightly smaller than the Uruk-Hai. This Orc captain is a seasoned warrior and can be evident with the scars on his exposed skin on his face and arms.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Ruthless and expects his subordinates to obey. Has more than the usual tolerance for allies not of his race (e.g., man). The gleam in his eyes show both his shrewdness and intelligence (for an orc, anyway). He loathes both elves and men. Considering men nothing more than mere cattle (unless they prove useful kept alive). Elves he'd dealt with before, in battle and as captives.


HISTORY: Has long been in the service of the DarkLord. Had been a young warrior in the battle of the Last Alliance.


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Vitto's post

The orc sat contemplating the reports before him. He was heavily armored in chainmail and armor plating. A heavy broadsword laid on the table in front of the heavyset figure. Several groups of orcs were coming in from the woods as another group headed out, but the orc captain take no notice.

Warzgarz grunted and leaned back in his seat. He looked up, gazing about the encampment. His sharp eyes missing nothing. He noted the warg-riders about to move out. These would be meeting up with another group further south and eventually would be replaced by another group to be honed.

Reports had been coming in about a small group being spotted, but it was inconsistent. He was unsure at this point where the reported group was now.

No matter, he thought, what could a small group do? They would be captured. Muru, the vampire, would have her pets continue to scout and would eventually find them. And they would be dealt with accordingly.

A small grin formed at thje corner of his lips. It had been some time since they'd tasted fresh meat.

"Gorbagzh! Get word to the Warg-riders on patrol to add their number to each group. I want them to sweep their area thoroughly!"

A lanky orc in leather armor acknowledge his command and headed towards the group getting ready for their patrol.

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