[ The passes are silent and empty when Adar returns, the guards relieved by the usual shadows that swoop the corridors and act as far more subtle (and effective) guardians. He isn't allowed entry to Sauron's personal quarters but directed to the main miniature throne room where the lieutenant of Angband conducts his business of running Angband. There sits Sauron at the far wall wearing his crown, the walls shifting with wolves and vampires alike.
The herald that moves in front of the lieutenant's dais speaks up over the snarling din when Adar appears. ]
Father of Uruks, you will fight until it pleases Lord Sauron for you to stop.
[ And his gnarled little hand gestures to the weapons laid out on one of the walls as a confused-looking orc is shoved into the middle circle. ]
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The herald that moves in front of the lieutenant's dais speaks up over the snarling din when Adar appears. ]
Father of Uruks, you will fight until it pleases Lord Sauron for you to stop.
[ And his gnarled little hand gestures to the weapons laid out on one of the walls as a confused-looking orc is shoved into the middle circle. ]