Resistance

Baranor waking up from his dreams opened his eyes slowly, as all of his memories of the "day" prior hit him at the same time. He quickly jumped from the bed he was resting on only to be greeted by a few uruk's which in response also jumped up as one of them quickly ran off somewhere. Baranor looked over the uruk's noticing one of them wasn't under his control, he decisively decided to dominate it right there and then as the other uruk's looked on in a mix of admiration and fear. The rest of the uruk's suspecting they had angered their new master in some way immediately planted their knees on the ground.

"We welcome you, my liege" One of the uruk's said

Baranor looked over at the group of 5 uruk's 2 female and 3 male and assessed his current situation, he first looked over his body and observed his surroundings and searched for his belongs as he was simply wearing his trousers and was bandaged up from the waist up. He quickly found his belongings and donned his clothes and armor while securing his sword to his waist. Baranor looked at the uruk's still kneeling before him

"Rise you 5, and one of you explain what has happened since I've been resting" Baranor ordered

One of the uruks raised and preceded to explain to Baranor what the current situation was but before he could get too far into it a certain uruk interrupted him and flew in through the door.

"My liege your finally awake!" The leader of the outpost said as he kneeled down

Baranor looked over him before slightly feeling annoyed, almost as if the uruk's could sense this they immediately started to feel a cold shiver run down their spines.

"Uruk, can you not just burst through the entrance when I'm busy!" Baranor shouted

The uruk feeling the cold chill was at a lost of words but changed his demeanor as soon as he felt the chill his new master gave off.

"My lord, I was simply checking on your state of well being, I swear I meant no harm in doing so!" The uruk said

"Very well, however, at least knock next time." Baranor said as he calmed down

"As you say my liege!" the uruk said

Baranor still needing to catch up on the current situation of things turned to the uruk who was their tribes leader and started to ask him the questions instead.

"Uruk rise, I have need of your knowledge." Baranor ordered

"Of course, my liege!" The uruk said

"Now, where am I, and what happened while i was resting, before that actually how long was I asleep?" Baranor asked

"You were asleep for 3 days my Liege, as for your other questions all I know is that we are near the border of Caradel, and nothing too much has happened while you were resting my liege we were simply following our orders and gathering any of the wild beast we came across and have holed them up in a temporary pen cage we have made for them." The uruk replied

"I ordered you to? Are you sure?" Baranor asked

"Yes, my liege!" The uruk said

Before Baranor could think about it any further a sudden headache started to afflict him and as he started to think about it more, the more the headache pained him enough to make him almost forget what he was thinking about. As baranor started to grab the sides of his head from the pain the leader of the uruk's approached in worry but was quickly waved away by Baranor when he gained his compsure.

"Never mind that for now, so you said we have gathered livestock effectively? Are we feeding them or taming them? Do we have plans to breed them?" Baranor asked

"We are indeed feeding and attempting to tame them by slowly accumulating them to the touch of uruk's and orc's alike while slowly attempting to hand feed them, and the plans to breed them have been put on hold until we can effectively tame them as such we have separated the males and females from each other." The uruk replied

"Hmm, it seems you guys have the necessary foundations to start herding, well done" Baranor said

While thinking of his next move Baranor had a sudden revelation he had completely neglected his stats and his progress to reaching a position of power that could rival the kingdoms spear of the 5 tier. Realizing this he quickly turned to look at the leader of the uruk's

"Uru- no, I simply can't keep calling you uruk, you what's your name?" Baranor asked

"My lord, my old name is of no meaning to the new me who serves you" The uruk said

"Hmph, very well, I guess I have to give you a name suitable of your stature huh?" Baranor said

As Baranor was in deep thought as to what he should name the leader of the uruk's, the uruk in question looked at his master with puppy eyes happily expecting a new name. While thinking of a new name Baranor couldn't help but think of a name of a famous mad king 'Faramir the deranged'

"Your new name shall be Faramir" Baranor said

"I thank you my king!" Faramir said as he stood tall from hearing his new name

"Now, onto the business at hand, Faramir do you have a priest with your tribe presently?" Baranor asked

"We, do, my lord!" Faramir replied

"Bring him to me, whether it be willingly or not!" Baranor commanded

While Barano waited Faramir's return he glanced at the ring wondering what happened while he was unconscious for the few days, while he was doing so another prompt appeared infront of him similar to the one's he received before yet it was something different.

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-You have successfully plunged a camp of the dark lord's Aravos and have successfully captured his forces!

-This is the start of your resistance!

-Prove to your warriors you are a capable leader and truly claim this outpost!

-Either sacrifice those who don't bend to your rule or dominate their minds and claim this land to be under your rule!

-Doing so will declare those unseen and those known as your enemies, you may even face those of the same race, as enemies, on the battle field.

-Reward: Absolute rule over the camp! Realm of Enlightenment (Lvl 1): 10m radius all forces within this land will have their stats increased by 2% and their morale unwavering and heal 1% HP every minute, while all enemies will have their stats decreased by 2% and be inflicted with a burn reducing HP by 1% every minute and are more susceptible to mental attacks and more likely to flee. Will also dominate all beings that are capable of being dominated within this space (10 MP per minute) 

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Baranor looked at the sudden prompt with surprise, but with glee as well and haven already mentally prepared to have made enemies of his old kingdom and even the dark lords army, to him it was an easy answer.

Meanwhile, when Baranor was asleep Lunamir was wide awake still and slowly but surely attaining experience from the beings in the forest he deemed unworthy of herding like great bears, ghouls and a few of the other forests critters and creatures. One of them being ants the size of a person that would only provide problems and didn't have a whole lot of edible parts to them. While sending out his orc's to hunt and leaving his uruk's in the outpost although it seemed inefficient, to him it was more of a experiment as he learned from one of the uruk's memories that you could either be born an uruk or evolve into one which was why his plan of the day was to witness an evolution himself.

Lunamir wanting to minimize casualties decided to only hunt at night and sent them in teams of 3 and no more. Eventually when one group of orcs were having trouble hunting a great bear to the point only one of the 3 were still alive something curious happened in Lunamir's eyes as the last one standing was trying his hardest to beat the bear, which he eventually did. The orc had a sudden outburst as it looked as if it was steaming as it's muscles visibly grew larger and more condensed and it's skin started to turn more of a solid green instead of a group of weird patches of lighter green spread across its body. Lunamir looked on curiously and decided to peer into it's body and saw the changes for himself.

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-Name: Arkshu Tardu

-Race: Uruk

-Title: N/A

-Level 26

-Hp 265/1065

-Mp 70/260

-Stats

-60 Str

-54 Dex

-59 Con

-14 Spr

-Unallocated stats: 0

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-Skills:

-Fury of blades: (Lvl 3) Increase the power and speed behind a minimum of 3 attacks max 6 by 15% 5 mana/ per strike 

-Battle cry: (Lvl 5) uses mana to imbue the voice with bloodlust depending on the opponent's level Intimidates the opponent in front of the user and stunning them for 2.5 seconds (25 mana)

-Thick Skin: (Lvl 2): Passive/Racial Passive: Decreases the incoming damage from an attack by 7%

-Tenacity: (Lvl 7): Passive/Racial Passive: Mental and Pain resistance increased by 32% 

-Vitality: (Lvl 4): Passive/Racial Passive: Increases the ability to stop bleeding more quickly and increases natural healing by 19%

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Lunamir looked at the orcs with a now found interest and realization from before, the way to evolution for the beings under his command and new found motivation for his little projects to continue.