In the multitude of rocky mountain tops that are known as the Misty Mountains, the orcs are gathering under the banner of Azog, the greatest Warlord of the Third Age.
Azog, for quite apparent reasons, regularly sees battle as my black orc warboss. Keeping him on foot might seem bad, but at least he will be close to the center of action, providing desperately needed leadership to the troups surrounding him.
Azog wants you.
The muscles are all there.
Dwarven braids for trophies
Dear God, look at the size of that thing!
Monday, 28 May 2007
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