"Y/n, Dagor, I'm glad you made it." Said the bright lord, who stood next to a man in gondorian armor.
"Baranor." Dagor asked, upon seeing the man.
"Dagor? I'd been told you were captured." The man, apparently naned Baranor, replied.
"I never said I wasn't." Dagor responded.
"If you don't mind, I'd like to get this show on the road." Y/n interrupted.
"So you're working with orcs now. I hate to say it, but that IS a new low." Baranor said, turning to the gravewalker.
"They have more uses that one would expect. Now what is it you were going to tell me?" The ranger replied.
"Right. We have evidence that some of out men are being held in this outpost." Baranor responded.
"I'd hate to think what they've suffered through." Dagor added.
"You go to the left, I'll take the right. Y/n, Dagor, clear the archers, and we'll meet in the middle." Baranor formulated, before each of them took their respective routes.
Y/n and Dagor first scaled one if the towers, proceeding to slay it's occupant.
"You ever do this sort of shrahk back at Minas Ithil?" Asked Y/n.
"A few times, actually. Although I'm sure it's a regular occurrence here." Dagor replied, as the two began to cross the bridge to the next tower.
"Not exactly. Most of us don't take all that many prisoners." Y/n responded.
"Oh. Well that's a comforting thought." Dagor added, clearly .
sarcastically.Approaching the second archer, y/n drew one of his curved blades, using it to cut the archers throat from behind.
The two jumped over to the next ruin, waiting a moment before going after the next archer.
"So, how many you think you've killed?" Y/n asked.
"I've lost count." Dagor answered.
Approaching the second archer, Dagor tok an arrow from the uruk's quiver, before using it to stab him through the throat.
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As the gravewalker approached the rendezvous point, he could see the tribal monument in the outpost. It was a large stone slab suspended by two steel spikes on either side. And fastened to it by bladed chains was the rotting, rat-ridden corpse of a gondorian soldier.
"The savagery of this..." the gravewalker said to himself quietly.
However, the unnatural eerie silence was broken, as an ominous voice echoed from behind the bright lord.
"Welcome, Talion..."
The gravewalker turned to face the voices source, to see a pale uruk, clad in dark tribe armor, with a hood and mask. However, the mask covered only half of his upper face, revealing one evil eye.
Next to the captain however, was an uruk soldier, with a blade to Baranor's throat.
"Black-blade." The gravewalker spoke.
"You left me there. Bleeding, in that storm. Now, that storm has come for you, and I have brought it! First, it will engulf this one, then it will take your army, and finally, when you are all alone as I was, when you left me to die, I will take your arm! And I will cut your throat! But I will bring you back, with the same sorcery by which I stand before you! YOU WILL KNOW MY PAIN! AND YOU WILL NEVER FORGET THE NAME, OF THRAK, STORMBRINGER!!!!!"
The gravewalker drew his blade, as Baranor was dragged away.
He and Stormbringer clashed blades, causing a lock.
"I never meant for this to happen Thrak!" The gravewalker shouted, as their blades parted.
"Now I fix your mistake!" Stormbringer shouted, as he impaled the gravewalker through the stomach.
The gravewalker fell to his knee, looking up at the stormbringer.
"Now, is your reckoning." The uruk said, as he raised his blade.
However, the Stormbringer was suddenly tackled to the side, by none other that sergeant Dagor of Minas Ithil.
Standing back ul the face the Stormbringer, Dagor shouted, "RUN!!!"
the gravewalker suddenly felt as though someone had grabbed him under the arms. This turned uot to be true, as the image of Dagor facing the Stormbringer began to get smaller. He was being dragged.
From behind him, he could hear Y/n voice utter, "we're gonna get you outta here boss."
The last thing he could percieve, was Stormbringer, throwing Dagor to the ground.
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Middle Earth: Shadow of War (Uruk reader insert) (On Hold)
Fanfictionso, I guess I'm considering writing something, which happens to be a Shadow of war reader insert, because I've found barely any stories about an Uruk reader. keep in mind, I may update once or twice a day, ooooooor... ...once or twice a month (...