Interlude : Golg POV - Arc new ring

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Golg POV:

My name is Golg, and I am an orc from Mordor. I was born for war and my only reason for living is to fight. I have always fought, and I have constantly sought to improve my skills in this art, whether it be learning warfare techniques, or developing my skills as a spearman or even creating new weapons.

In the ranks of the dark lord it is the law of the strongest that prevails, it is taught to us and we live in it, it is part of us, it is imprinted in our flesh, in our bones, in our skin.

We are creatures of war and the only law that prevails over war and violence is loyalty, loyalty to the dark lord.

Always wanting more, I fought to the death in the orcish fighting pits, it is in this one that I made a name for myself and honed my skills.

I'm known as Golg: Steel arms. Later my skills took me further than most orcs, I became a leader and naturally I became a captain. I took a group of orcs under my wing and trained them myself, making them my own personal troop.

From time to time I fought against other captains, sometimes winning and sometimes losing.

All this lasted until one day I went to inspect one of the outposts of the city under the orders of a bodyguard of the supreme chief.

The hierarchy of the strongest can lead the best of us very high, so some orcs become supreme leaders, and they become the leaders of a city or fortress, they have under them their bodyguards but also lieutenants, then there are us, the captains.

After arriving at the outpost I discovered the enemy of the black lord, the immortal.

Finding myself in front of the enemy of my lord made me go into a mad rage, without thinking I threw myself into the fray, then I was defeated, and at that moment the lord of light opened the way for me, he opened my eyes and I am now his humble servant.

The great power of my lord has strengthened me and I am now stronger than before, for him I would go to death.

So, under his orders, I gathered an army, with the aim of besieging the fortress of Cirith Ungol.

In front of me stands an army, the army of the lord of light, we are almost ready to storm this fortress. Hundreds of orcs stand there, under my command, advancing towards them I shout my orders.

"All of you! Prepare for war, set up camp in this little valley, we will wait for our lords, Hail to the Lord of Light!

*AH OUH, AH OUH, AH OUH* Answers the army, beating the war drums crazily.

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