[Cimmerian]

Azruk led a large contingent of Uruks into the battle, this time the elves appeaared more organised and easily cut through the orc wall of resistance. Azruk's dark eyes gleamed in evil glee, at long last a fight worthy of his savage expectation.

Uruk archers lined themselves behind the wall of orcs and let fly arrows. Narcis was sorely missed this day. Elves and Orcs fell hard and fast. Azruk rode in among the forward lines of elven forces, cutting down many. Suddenly he was faced by a brightly adorned elf, with long golden hair flowing majestically around him.

"Glorfindel!" snarled Azruk, an evil grin across his painted face.

"Azruk, you have plundered eno...," before he could finish, a massive fist plowed into his face, breaking bone and tooth at the same time. The majestic elf collapsed in a heap off his horse.

More frenzied elves fell on top of Azruk. The mighty uruk warlord easily fended him off. He felt strong, this was a good day to kill elf. As he rushed forward he found himself standing alone among a field of elven warriors and archers. His orc army had fallen and the rest were in retreat.

The Uruk was dumbstruck as the elves surrounded him. Arrows flew in from all directions and elvish swords rolled toward his neck. Azruk looked in rage at the elves that moved in.

Time moved at a slow pace around him.

Ooc - Let's have the newly converted Aman and Thrakatburz rescue the Uruk Warlord. Aman to prove her self and Thrak to win back Azruk's trust.