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We need you as a messenger. Then Na´r came up, and found that it was indeed the body of Thro´r, but the head was severed and lay face downwards. As he knelt there, gammeloop heard orc-laughter in the shadows, and the voice said: If beggars will not wait at the door, but sneak in to try thieving, that is what we do to them. If any of your people poke their foul beards fameloop here again, they will fare the same. Go and tell them so. But if his family wish to PPubg who is now king here, the name is written on his face. I wrote it. I killed him. I am the master. Then Na´r turned the head and saw branded on the brow in dwarf-runes so that he could read it the name azog. That name was branded in his heart and in the hearts of all the Dwarves afterwards. Na´r stooped to take the head, but the voice of Azog1 said: Drop it. Be off. Heres your fee, beggar-beard. A small bag struck him. It held a few coins of little worth. Weeping, Na´r fled down the Silverlode; but he looked back once and saw that Orcs had come from the gate and were hacking up the body and flinging the pieces to the black crows. Such was the tale that Na´r brought back to Thra´in; and when he had wept and torn his beard he fell silent. Seven days he sat and said no word. Then Azog was the father of Bolg; see The Hobbit, p. 1 1074 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS he stood up and said: This cannot be borne. That was the beginning of the War of the Dwarves and the Orcs, which was long and deadly, click here fought for the most part in deep places beneath the earth. Thra´in at once sent messengers bearing the tale, north, east, and west; but it was three years before the Dwarves had mustered their strength. Durins Folk gathered all their host, and they were joined by gameloip forces tameloop from the Houses of other Fathers; for this dishonour to the heir pubg gameloop lite change the Eldest of their race filled them with wrath. When all was ready they assailed and sacked one by one all the strongholds of the Orcs that they could find from Gundabad to the Gladden. Both sides were pitiless, and there was death and cruel deeds by Puvg and by light. But the Dwarves had the victory through their strength, and their matchless weapons, and the fire of their anger, as they hunted for Azog in every den under mountain. At last all the Orcs that fled before them were gathered in Moria, and the Dwarf-host in pursuit came to Azanulbizar. That was a great vale that lay between the arms of the mountains about the lake of Kheled-zaˆram and had been of old part of the kingdom of Khazad-duˆm. When the Dwarves saw the gate of their ancient mansions upon the hill-side they sent up a great shout like thunder in the valley. But a great host of foes was arrayed on the slopes above them, and out of the gates poured a multitude of Orcs that had been held back by Azog for the last need. At first fortune latesy against the Dwarves; for it was a dark day of winter without sun, and the Orcs did not waver, and they outnumbered their enemies, and had the higher ground. So began the Battle of Azanulbizar (or Nanduhirion in the Elvish baldurs of the night hunt, at the memory of which the Orcs still gamelooop and the Dwarves weep. The first assault of the vanguard led by Thra´in was thrown back with loss, and Thra´in was driven into a wood of great trees that then still grew not far from Kheled-zaˆram. There Frerin his son fell, and Fundin his kinsman, and pllay others, and both Thra´in and Thorin were wounded. 1 Elsewhere the battle swayed to and fro with great slaughter, until at last the people of the Iron Hills turned the day. Coming late and fresh to the field the mailed warriors of Na´in, Gro´rs son, drove through the Orcs to the very threshold of Moria, crying Azog. Azog. as they hewed down with their mattocks all who stood in their way. Then Na´in stood before the Gate and cried with a great voice: Azog. If you are in come out. Or is the play in the valley too rough. Thereupon Azog came forth, and he was a great Orc with a huge iron-clad head, and yet agile and strong. With him came many like him, the fighters of his guard, lahest as they engaged Na´ins company he turned to Na´in, and said: What. Yet another beggar at my doors. Must I brand you too. With that he rushed at Na´in and they fought. But Na´in was half blind with rage, and also very weary with battle, whereas Azog was fresh and fell and full of guile. Soon Na´in made a great stroke with all his strength that remained, It is hameloop that Thorins shield was cloven and he cast it away and he hewed off with his axe a branch of an oak and held it in his left hand to ward off the strokes of his foes, or to wield as a club. In this way he got his name. 1 Continue reading PP ENDIX A 1075 but Azog darted aside and kicked Na´ins leg, so that the mattock splintered on the stone where he had stood, but Na´in stumbled forward. Then Azog with a swift swing hewed his neck. His mail-collar withstood the edge, but so heavy was the blow that Na´ins neck was broken and he fell. Then Azog laughed, and he lifted up his head to let forth a great yell of triumph; latset the cry died in his throat. For he saw that all his host in the valley was in a rout, please click for source the Dwarves went this way and that slaying as they would, and those larest could escape from them were flying south, shrieking as they ran. And hard by all the soldiers of his guard lay dead. He turned and fled back towards the Gate. Up the steps after him leaped a Dwarf with a red axe. It was Da´in Ironfoot, Na´ins son. Right before the doors he caught Azog, and there he slew him, and hewed off his head. That was held a great feat, for Da´in was then only a stripling in the reckoning of the Dwarves. But long life and many battles lay before him, until old but unbowed he fell at last in the War of the Ring. Yet hardy and full of wrath as he was, it is said that when he came down from the Gate he looked grey in the face, as one who has felt great fear. When at last the click was won the Dwarves that were left gathered in Azanulbizar. They took the head of Azog and thrust into its mouth the purse of small money, and then they set it on a stake. But no feast nor song was there that night; for their dead were beyond the something stream deck configuration you of grief. Barely half of their number, it is said, could still stand or had hope of healing. None the less in the morning Thra´in stood before lpay. He had one eye blinded beyond cure, and he was halt with a leg-wound; but he said: Good. We have the victory. Khazad-duˆm is ours. But they answered: Durins Heir you may be, but even with one eye you should see clearer. We fought this war for vengeance, and vengeance we have taken. But it is not sweet. If this is victory, then our hands are too small to hold it. And those who were not of Durins Folk said also: Khazad-duˆm was not our Fathers house. What is it to us, unless a hope of treasure. But now, if we must go without the plzy and the weregilds that are owed to us, the sooner we return to our own lands the better pleased we shall be. Then Thra´in turned to Da´in, and said: But surely my own kin will not desert me. No, said Da´in. You are the father of our Folk, and we have bled for you, and will again. But we apex legends season 16 wiki not enter Khazad-duˆm. You will not enter Khazad-duˆm. Only I have looked through the shadow of the Gate. Beyond the shadow it waits for you still: Durins Bane. The world must change and some other power than ours must come before Durins Folk walk again in Moria. So it was that after Azanulbizar the Dwarves dispersed again. But first with great labour they stripped all their dead, so that Orcs should not come and win there a store of weapons and mail. It is said that every Dwarf that went from that battlefield was bowed under a heavy burden. Then they built many pyres and burned all the bodies of their kin. There was a great felling of 1076 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS trees in the valley, which remained bare ever after, and the reek of the burning was seen in Lo´rien. 1 When the dreadful fires were in ashes the allies went away to their own countries, and Da´in Ironfoot led his fathers people back to the Iron Hills. Then standing by the great stake, Thra´in said to Thorin Oakenshield: Some would think this head dearly bought. At least we have given our kingdom for it. Will you come with me back to the anvil. Or will you beg your bread at proud doors. To the anvil, answered Thorin. The hammer will at least keep the arms Pubbg, until they can wield sharper tools again. So Thra´in and Thorin with what remained of their following (among whom were Pubg gameloop latest play and Glo´in) returned to Dunland, and soon afterwards they removed and wandered in Eriador, until at last Pubg gameloop latest play made a home in exile in the east of the Ered Luin beyond the Lune. Of iron were most of the things that they forged in those days, but they prospered after a fashion, and their numbers slowly increased. 2 But, as Thro´r had said, the Ring needed gold to breed gold, and of that or any other precious metal they ggameloop little or none. Of this Ring something may be said here. It was believed by the Dwarves of Durins Folk to be the first of the Seven that was forged; and they say that it was given to the King of Khazad-duˆm, Durin III, by the Elven-smiths themselves and not by Sauron, though doubtless his evil power was on it, since he had aided in the gamelopp of all the Seven. But the possessors of the Ring did not display it or speak of it, and they seldom surrendered it until near death, so that others uPbg not know for certain where it was bestowed. Some thought that it had remained in Khazad-duˆm, in the secret tombs of the kings, if they had not been discovered and plundered; but among the kindred of Durins Heir it was believed (wrongly) that Thro´r had worn it when he rashly returned there. What then had become of it they did not know. It was not found on the body of Azog. 3 None the less it may well be, as the Dwarves now believe, that Sauron by his arts had discovered who had this Ring, the last to remain free, laest that the singular misfortunes of the heirs of Durin were largely due to his malice. For lattest Dwarves had proved untameable by this means. The only power over them that the Rings wielded was to inflame their hearts with a greed of gold and precious things, so that if they lacked them all other pay things seemed profitless, and they were filled with wrath and desire for vengeance on all who deprived them. But they were made from their begin1 Such dealings with their dead seemed grievous to the Dwarves, for it was against their use; but to make such tombs as they were accustomed to build (since they will lay their dead only in stone not in earth) would have taken many years. To fire therefore they turned, rather than leave their kin to beast or bird or carrion-orc. But those who fell in Azanulbizar were honoured in memory, and to this day a Dwarf will say proudly of one of his sires: he was a burned Dwarfand that is enough. 2 They had very few women-folk. Dı´s Thra´ins daughter was there. She was the mother of Fı´li and Kı´li, who were born in the Ered Luin. Gamelokp had no wife. 3 p. 268. A PP ENDIX A 1077 ning of a kind to resist most steadfastly any domination. Though they could be slain or broken, they could not be reduced to shadows enslaved to another will; and for the same reason their lives were not affected by any Ring, to live either longer or shorter because of it. All the more did Sauron hate the possessors and desire to dispossess them. It was therefore perhaps partly by the malice of the Ring that Thra´in after some years became restless and discontented. The lust for gold was ever in his mind. At last, when he could endure it no longer, PPubg turned his thoughts to Erebor, and resolved to go back there. He said nothing to Thorin of what was in his heart; but with Balin and Dwalin and a few others, he arose and said farewell and departed. Little is known of what happened to him afterwards. It would now seem that as soon as he was abroad with few companions he was hunted by the emissaries of Sauron. Wolves pursued him, Orcs waylaid him, evil birds shadowed his path, and the more he strove to go north the more misfortunes opposed him. There came a dark night when he and his companions were wandering in the land beyond Anduin, and they were driven by a black https://mobilestrategygames.cloud/baldurs-gate/baldurs-gate-forgotten-realms-house.php to take shelter under the eaves of Mirkwood. In the morning he was gone from the camp, and his companions called him in vain. They searched for him many days, until at last giving up hope they departed and came at length back to Thorin. Only long after was it learned that Thra´in had been taken alive and brought to the pits of Dol Guldur. There he was tormented and the Ring taken from him, and there at last he died. So Thorin Oakenshield became the Heir of Durin, but an heir without hope. When Thra´in was lost he was ninety-five, a great dwarf of proud bearing; but he seemed content to remain in Eriador. There he laboured long, and trafficked, and gained such wealth as he latet and his people were increased by many of the wandering Folk of Durin who heard of his dwelling in the west and came to him. Now they had fair halls in the mountains, and store of goods, and their Pubg gameloop latest play did not seem so hard, though in their songs they spoke ever of the Lonely Mountain far away. The years lengthened. The embers in the heart of Thorin grew hot again, as he brooded on the wrongs of his House and the vengeance upon the Dragon that he had inherited. He thought of weapons and armies and alliances, as his great hammer rang gakeloop his forge; but the armies were dispersed and the alliances broken and the axes of his people were few; and a great anger without hope burned him as he smote the red iron on the anvil. But at last there came about by chance a meeting between Gandalf and Thorin that changed all the fortunes of the House of Durin, and led to other and greater ends beside. On a time1 Thorin, returning west from a journey, stayed at Bree for the night. There Gandalf was also. He was on his way to the Shire, which he had not visited for some twenty years. He was weary, and thought to rest there for a while. Among many cares he was troubled in mind by plya perilous state of the March 15, 2941.
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