As the shadow of Mordor lengthens across Middle-earth, the Enemy orders the release of a mysterious prisoner, sparking in-fighting and revolt in Barad-dûr.
'Why do the Orcs fight amongst themselves while our brethren make for the gates?
'Perhaps we have found some good fortune at last!'0/1
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'All of this can't be us… can it?'
'Why do the Orcs fight amongst themselves while our brethren make for the gates?
'Perhaps we have found some good fortune at last!'0/1
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3 Speak toAshaug (Show dialog)
'If I could still move my arm, I'd slice yer throat....'
Ashaug coughs and black blood leaks from the corners of his mouth.
'The Sneak was on his way out like the High Up wanted... and then you lot come in swingin' knives around and it spooks him. Next thing I know, one of us gets bit... and another takes a tumble off the stair. You lot are easy enough to put down, but not him... and we couldn't even if we wanted to or we'd be for the Pits. Ah... but some thought it'd be worth the Pits to gut that little frog!'
Ashaug laughs weakly.
'We were at each other's throats in an instant... and we forgot all about your little revolt, shakglob. Always goes this way, anyway. A few'll get out, but it won't take long to round 'em up. Even if you find a way out of Lugbúrz, you'll never... escape... Mor....'
Ashaug chokes and his eyes widen.0/1
4 Use itemCollect an abandoned weapon to defend yourself0/1
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'Aye, that's good enough. There's no time to pick through the rest with all these Orcs about....'
Lethi glances toward the Twisted Stair.
'We'll have to climb down to reach the gates. Quickly now!'0/1
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'Was that... the Dark Lord's prisoner? No wonder He wanted to be rid of it!'
Lethi sighs and regains his breath.
'It's a good thing you drove it off, Player. I swear it looked so sickly and withered, but it had the strength of a dwarf!
'Ah, but there's no time to dwell on that now. We've got to keep moving....'0/1
9 Enter areaFollow Lethi0/1
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'It's not far now... but I fear the worst is still ahead of us.
'Ashaug was right about one thing. Even if we escape the Dark Tower, we won't get far without being noticed. And it won't be Udûn for us after all this, I promise you that. We'll end up in the Black Pits or...'
Lethi visibly shudders.
'...they'll bring us to the Dead City. I... well, let's hope it doesn't come to that.'0/1
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12 Use itemDisguise yourself as an Orc-captain0/1
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'I think that might just fool them...
'Now listen, Player. There's a long causeway just ahead of us around that corner, and at its end... the gates of the Dark Tower.
'Since you look like a proper Orc, why don't you scout ahead and peer around the corner? If the way is clear, we'll make a run for it!'0/1
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'What did you see? Is the way clear?'
You tell Lethi that you spied a massive uruk and a wounded Stout-axe on the causeway, and that many more Stout-axes have fallen in their attempts to escape.
'I knew they'd set a trap for us... I just knew it!'
Lethi gnashes his teeth in anger.
'Bah! Perhaps if I pretend to be your prisoner, we might be able to fool that uruk. If not, well....
'It's our only chance, Player. Follow me!'0/1
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17 Enter areaEscape from Barad-dûr and find a way out of Mordor!0/1
'That was quite the story, Player. I think it took all of us quite by surprise... a welcome surprise, of course! Not just any dwarf could do as you have done!
'It's been a long week for us Dourhands. Our Steward, Gormr Doursmith, was preparing a great celebration for Skorgrím, our king of old - a Ritual of Commemoration, he called it. But after the Longbeards came to Ered Luin demanding tribute, he sent us down here to close the pass. We've been at it for nigh on a week now and if my reckoning is right, we missed the celebration two... no, three nights back. Some thanks we get!'
Nagli appears to realize his grievances pale in comparison to the plight of the Stout-axes.
'Here I am complaining about missing a party to you, Player. Forgive my foolishness!
'I can't speak for everyone, but I think we would be glad to hear more of your tales when we return to Thorin's Hall. Perhaps you would even be welcome to stay among us for a time... if the Steward allows it.'0/1
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21 Speak toRethvárd (Show dialog)
'Yes?'
Nagli swiftly recounts your tale to Rethvárd. After finishing, Nagli asks Rethvárd to bring you before the Steward of Thorin's Hall that he might judge your worth to the Dourhands.
'Aye, I can do that... just as soon as Bjarni arrives to take watch. He's almost an hour late now. It's not like him.
'I'd like to hear the tale from you, Player, if it's not too much trouble. It'd make the journey to Thorin's Hall seem faster for the both of us!'
Rethvárd visibly shivers.
'A chill wind blows. Do you feel it?'0/1
22 Speak toSkorgrím (Show dialog)
Skorgrím glares at you. His eyes flash with an unearthly glow.
'You seem a fine dwarf, Player, but you must understand... we Dourhands are also a lost people. We tended the hall of Thorin Oakenshield for many years, and what thanks do the Longbeards offer us? You heard Skorgrím! Naught but a massacre of our brothers and sisters!
'Whatever you think Skorgrím-king to be... he and the might of Angmar could help us to step out of the shadows of the Longbeards and reclaim our former glory. Flee to the Longbeards if you must, but if you do, know that I will not hesitate to raise my axe against you.'0/1
26 Speak toNagli (Show dialog)
'Something troubles me about Skorgrím's words, and that deathly Man makes me uneasy.
'I wish to trust the words of Skorgrím-king, but I cannot. Does he speak for himself or does Ivar speak through him? It is true that Steward Gormr ceased sending tribute to the Lonely Mountain some months ago, but our quarrels with the Longbeards never ended in bloodshed... until now.
'I wish to hear what the Longbeards have to say to these accusations. Has Skorgrím-king spoken true or is this some conspiracy guided by the hand of Angmar?
'Will you accompany me, Player? Perhaps the voice of a Stout-axe might do more to ease this unrest than that of a Dourhand....'0/1
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'I suppose this is as far as I'm to go, Player.'
With a look of disdain barely masked on his face, Nagli eyes the Longbeards that have stopped him in Thorin's Hall.
'When the Longbeard expedition arrived, I recognized a few of them. They are led by a dwarf named Dwalin, and he is hailed as a hero by many Longbeards. He is an old dwarf, white of beard, and it is not unlikely that he has assumed the mantle of Steward in Gormr's absence.
'If his people truly slaughtered my own, there shall be further bloodshed between us... but I am no longer so certain who seeks to do harm to the Dourhands. You know much of the ways of the Enemy, and I must know if our people have been deceived to some foul end.
'I beg you, Player, speak to Dwalin on my behalf.'0/1
28 Enter areaFind Dwalin, the leader of the Longbeard expedition, in Thorin's Hall0/1
29 Speak toDwalin (Show dialog)
'Bah! What a mess they have left behind!'
'Who are you and what business have you in the hall of Thorin Oakenshield?'
You introduce yourself to Dwalin as a Stout-axe of Mordor who escaped imprisonment by the Enemy and fled to distant lands to seek refuge. You explain that you encountered Skorgrím and Ivar on the road to Thorin's Hall, and that Skorgrím claimed that the Longbeards massacred the Dourhands.
'A massacre? Aye, you could call it that, but it was the work of Ivar the Blood-hand -- not the Longbeards! Indeed, it was Ivar who roused Skorgrím from his long rest. But it was not some miracle of fortune that made it so... it was Ivar's vile sorcery and the unwitting sacrifice of many Dourhands that bound a terrible spirit to his remains. Whatever the Dourhands think of Skorgrím, he is not who he appears to be!
'Although I believe that your Dourhand friend means us no harm, he still has much to answer for and I do not doubt he wishes to hear the truth of this sorry matter for himself.
'If it is refuge you seek, you may earn it by helping us to restore these halls from years of neglect by the Dourhands. Even if he had not succumbed to evil, Gormr still failed in the task my lord set for him. If Nagli proves trustworthy, he may dwell in Frerin's Court... but he is forever banished from Thorin's Hall.
'Do you accept these terms, Player?'
You nod.
'Good, good. Now I have never heard of the clan name you mentioned, these Stout-axes, but you are welcome in Thorin's Hall so long as you work to aid the Longbeards.'0/1
