Your body stood on a warg, your fingers imbedded into it's coarse hairs as you eyed the orcs atempting to claw their way into the city of Ost-in-Edhil.

It wasn't long until the bloodshed would reach it's fullest potency and the city had been breached.

You looked to the side as Sauron walked up to you, his heavy black armour strong on his body as his hands held his mace and helmet.