[Cimmerian]

Azruk awoke with a start, vaguely remembering what transpired the night before, he quickly attired himself with his battle scarred armour and stormed out.
An orc had been waiting for him outside. It was Humburz, a young and upcoming soldier and he had news that could fortify his position in the in the ranks of Azruk's army.

Being informed of what the orc had witnessed, Azruk rubbed his stubby chin and wondered about Thrakatburz's loyalties. He was ready to deal with anyone who went against him in similar fashion, be it friend or foe or even lover. What does an Uruk know of love?

He commended Humburz and promoted him to lieutenant, his first duty in such capacity would be to spy on Thrakatburz, to stick to her like a hobbit to mushrooms.

There was also news of the armies amassing in Lothlorien. The elves and dwarves were allying much to Azruk's amusment. Maybe they would kill each other before they got to Rivendell. Azruk laughed out aloud and Azalel reared up high, and carried Azruk galloping off toward the orc camp by the Bruinin.