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- Dulgabêth -
the Mouth of Sauron
Lord Sauron ruled through domination, and sought conquest of all. The designs of Sauron's Heir are not so wide. I desire only Mordor.
Others of the Gúrzyul are active in Mordor, and must be slain.
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I am addicted to The Lord of The Rings Online MMORPG and charismatic villains...So I decided to make a meme
1.Dulgabeth
2.Ugrukhor
3.Lhaereth the Stained
4.Urudani
5.Borangos the Horror
6.Ruhor the Pale Herald
7.Karazgar the the Weeping Warrior
#mouth of sauron#mordor#lord of the rings#gurzyul#villain#lord of the rings online#lhaereth#barbie the movie#karazgar
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Ayorzen: Sauron held Ugrukhor's face to fire and burnt him.
Player character: how do u know this
Ayorzen: Ugrukhor won't shut up about it
#lotro#idk i found the quest this references funny#and the way it highlights the relationships between the gurzyul interesting#the black book of mordor#<---black list this tag if you dont want to see spoilers in mordor to minas morgul and between
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Role swap with Sae and any Saebling?
siren. (noun). partly human creatures that lure people to destruction by their singing.
i would say i'm sorry *but* come on, it was obvious.
Mist curls around Dol Amroth – no, Dol Linnor, now – and the moonlight turns the half-abandoned city silver. It is almost beautiful. Except for how the only thing you can hear is your heartbeat thrumming in your ears as you clear away the rest of the half-melted beeswax.
You pull your cloak tight around your shoulders. Your boots made faint imprints in the wet sand. It’s low tide. Your footprints will be washed away with any luck soon, though you don’t know why you should worry.
You will likely not be coming back.
You slip through the city like a ghost – and you are almost a ghost now anyway – and only come to trouble when you reach the Hall of the Prince, or as it is known now, the Hall of Song. As you planned, the guards call for you to halt, their eyes glazed over. You do not hear what they say, and they grow impatient with you, tying your hands behind your back.
The rope burns.
You are forcibly marched up the stairs, your feet stumbling over the rubble and ruin. You are just glad that the Lady of Dol Amroth (as she is calling herself now) used her voice to enchant, and not her eyes. You wouldn’t like to stumble up these stairs blindfolded.
The guards trade you for the ones that guarded the Hall, and they scowl at you. Their mouths move and they surely ask a question.
You do not answer.
The giant doors open, and you can almost imagine the sound of it scraping against the stone floor.
You are marched down a long, familiar hallway, stepping around deep red stains or shattered glass. The guards force you to your knees before a throne. They seem cruelly amused, and your heart thunders loudly in your ears.
You look up.
The Lady of Dol Amroth lounges on a throne, her headpiece moving with each shift of her head. Her eyes -- silvery grey just like yours, though the kindness you remember is long gone -- lock on yours.
An eerie smile creeps across her face. With a flick of her hands, the guards leave.
And it is just you, and Adanel.
#my fic#ty friend! <3#ask game reply tag#listen. listen-- it was right there#in this adanel is less wraith and more..... gurzyul???#it's all about the Implications TM
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👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀
#lotro#spoilers of umbar#azagath gurzyul all but confirmed#whether or not he is specifically who i think he is remains to be seen#he do be wearing jewels on his helms tho#the only thing i can say tho is that hed better fucking not have a damn vandessar#i have had it up to HERE with those things#and i know there used to be one around here
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for the fanfic writer ask game, 29 or 7? :3
7- tell us about the plot of the first fanfic you ever wrote
oh man haha. well. first first i 100% did not admit was fanfic- honestly idk if i even knew what fanfic was at that point?? i was like 7 or 8 and not much on the internet lol. first intentional fic though was. probably something cosmere... there was a group of us playing around with shard speculation several years ago at this point; i was writing for tanavast/honor at the time. i don't remember at this point what was first honestly... might've been for the awkward shard dinner party? idk lol- it's been awhile
29- give us a spoiler for one of your stories.
hmmm spoiler huh? that assumes i know much more than you at this point lmao. well, idk yet if this will end up being relevant and/or manage to come up in the actual thing, but: urudani got sauron to swear something on a vandassar before numenor fell. probably like. right before lol; she wanted immortality and may have become the first of the gurzyul because of it. sauron was perfectly happy to let borangos get her, too. 'stonemaiden' kinda turned into 'keeper of an oathstone' (for est-verse anyway)- she knew how they worked, and sauron very much wanted them. he was rather less thrilled to get one turned against him, even if he did fulfill his end of the oath in a way that wasn't really what urudani had in mind at the time
#ask games#thanks friend!#idk why urudani of all people caught my attention but yknow#sauron wanted the owners manual for the vandassar and urudani said 'sure i'll explain it if you can actually make me immortal/undyin'
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Sauron as Annatar and weapon design concepts.
The weapons are actually LOTRO’s invention, but I consider the game canon now lmao. They were made from strange ores he found in the mountains of Mordor.
#sauron#annatar#ainur#silm#i guess?#gaulthauk the wicked knife is used to make special servant deathless#*servants#so that they become the gurzyul#who are very cool#karazgar is one and he's my fav#i guess the shadow hammer is just used as a smashing and bashing thing
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From Mountains Grey
Daerhovan had begun to recognize when Mithrandir was troubled, despite the wizards best efforts to hide his emotions. There was the furrowing of his fluffy gray brows, the lines of his forehead wrinkling in concentration. His gnarled fingers would gently fiddle with whatever was in their grasp. In this case, the nail of his thumb scratched his wizards staff in rapid, agitated movements.
“You should bid farewell to Durin. It is time we leave for the Vales to further my study of the Black Book.”
Daerhovan nodded, his feelings about leaving putting him in a somber mood. The Ered Mithrin was a truly beautiful, fascinating place. Riddled with ancient secrets and myths that stirred his heart. Despite dragon and orc kind doing their utmost to discourage the dwarf clans of the Longbeards and Zhelruka, the realization that it was time to leave was becoming hard for him. He had no doubt his wife Badari shared the same sentiment. Though Daerhovan wondered if sorrow trumped any other feelings she might have had about visiting her ancestors' lost kingdom. It must be hard, seeing your kins ancestral homes abandoned and riddled with enemies. He made for Durin’s direction, stopping as Mithrandir cleared his throat in a way that said “I’m not finished yet.”
“And Daerhovan? Tell the young prince to ignore the voice in his heart that compels him to seek Thafar-gathol. That place is lost, if ever it existed at all, and he should put it from his mind. It is not for him.” Gandalf said sternly. Daerhovan merely nodded again in reply. He too had heard of the fabled lost city of the Zhelruka. It was said in the ancient days that a company of dwarves called by said name came from the east, seeking a new home after cataclysmic events broke their homelands. The location of it was never recorded, with only vague rumors saying it was established in the northern reaches of Rhovanion. The Zhelruka had vanished after they had visited Khazad-dum for help. Until a thousand years later when a raving mad dwarf from the north began babbling about wealth to rival the Longbeard’s great kingdom. All within Thafar-gathol. There had been expeditions to find it since then, but the city remained lost to this day.
If it ever existed at all of course.
Daerhovan had his own doubts, but something about a lost city stirred his heart with longing. Not for it’s supposed grand wealth, but for discovering a part of ancient history lost to the dwarves past. And perhaps for the sheer joy of discovering abandoned ruins. A feeling he had experienced in excess on this expedition to the Grey Mountains. Badari had had to wrestle him away from places like Stormwall, as the drakes were too numerous to stay for long during one such venture.
As Daerhovan descended down the stairs that led to the keep, he found Durin standing upon a ledge that overlooked the lower regions of Skarhald and beyond. His stance seemed relaxed though his face somber.
“Are you well, Durin, son of Thorin Stonehem?” Daerhovan smiled. The greeting may have sounded formal, but he thought to subtly remind the prince about his father's acknowledgement to his son's growth as a future king. News that had made the dwarf swell with pride and emotion as he held the Red Axe the late king Dain had wielded in battle before he fell, now given to Durin by his father. In acknowledgement for his sons deeds.
Durin returned the smile, hefting his new axe onto his broad shoulder. “Well enough I suppose. I cannot complain about the fact that Vethug is slain, Hrimil trapped, and the reality that Karazgar has fled these lands.” His grin widened, no doubt remembering Mithrandir’s showy confrontation with the now unmasked gurzyul.
Daerhovan murmured agreement. “I am pleased he has left too. But now Gandalf wishes for us to pursue the knowledge Karazgar desired into the Vales of the Anduin. I suppose we must bid our farewells.” He explained sadly. Daerhovan was beginning to like Thorin Stonehelm’s son, and was admiring what he was becoming. From a sheltered drunkard, to a noble prince. Durin nodded grimly. “ I am sorry to see you go, Daerhovan, but I understand Gandalf's reasoning, The Weeping Warrior has been shamed by our wizard, true, but such a humbling is bound to last only a short while. He will recover from it. If he still desires to get his hands on the Black Book, as it seems he must, he will follow its trail away from here.” Durin grasped his arm firmly, respect and affection for his elf friend gleaming in his eyes.“Take care on your journey, my friend, and beware. And repeat my sentiments to your lovely wife as well.”
Daerhovan bowed slightly before Durin. The setting sun had lowered behind the dwarfs head. Lighting up the back of his blonde hair, as if a crown of light were atop it. Seeing the dwarf like this, Daerhovan believed that he would grow into his name. “And you, Durin. May we meet again soon. I know you will lead these dwarves well from now on.” Durin merely nodded, his throat too tight with emotion to say anything in return, but Daerhovan understood. He turned towards the lower stairs of Skarhald to search for Badari, when Mithrandir’s warning flashed in his memory.
“And Durin, Gandalf would deem it wise that you not attempt to seek Thafar-gathol.”
Durin gazed thoughtfully at Daerhovan, hefting the red axe in one hand.
“Ah, you need not worry on that score, my friend. There is so much to be done here at Skarháld without adding Thafar-gathol to our list of problems! Longbeards, Zhélruka, and Stout-axes must all work to steady our foothold in the Grey-Mountains, and to launch such an expedition so soon would be folly! Perhaps one day, Daerhovan. But certainly not today!”
Daerhovan smiled slyly at the dwarfs long winded reassurance. Which usually meant anything but what he said. But then he could understand his feelings about the fabled city. Daerhovan made for the stairs, but couldnt resist glancing back at Durin. The Longbeard prince gazed wistfully at the distant peaks of the Ered Mithin, and Daerhovan wondered…
#fic#daerhovan#lord of the rings online oc#lotr oc#excuse this its more of a word/emotions dump than a coherent story
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- Urudanî -
Stonemaiden
She was a woman of Númenór, possessed of a cold beauty. It was tainted by the cruel expression she wore and the malice in her eyes.
Now the woman is composed entirely of fire, a being of burning flames. None know why she goes where she does, or if she is doing the Horror's business when she is given to this wandering.
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- Karazgar -
the Weeping Warrior
‘The Nazgûl may have been Sauron's most powerful servants. They were snared by the Dark Lord, and made to serve him. We Gúrzyul... we were different.
We flocked to him. We sought to worship him. We chose, and in return we were chosen. We were given what the Númenóreans desired but could not attain. Endless, unceasing time. Or so we thought. Why should our fortunes wane with Sauron's?’
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#lotro#lotro edits#karazgar#gurzyul#i'm thinking of a gurzyul moodboard series#get ready for more greco-roman statues with subtle hints
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Different look on Mouth of Sauron
"A tall and evil shape, mounted upon a black horse… The rider was robed all in black, and black was his lofty helm; yet this was no Ringwraith but a living man ... his name is remembered in no tale, for he himself had forgotten it."
Lieutenant of Barad-dûr are shown as an ugly and creepy man with big sharp teeth. But did he always looks like this? I find rare pictures of young Mouth of Sauron at the beggining at the beginning of his career .
Mouth of Sauron, by MeliHitchcock
I think, LOTRO character designers were inspirited by this art.
In the Battle of Black Gates addon Mouth of Sauron was look like mongol or Chinese
Batu Khan from Russian movie " Legend of Kolovrat".
But then, in the Black Book of Mordor , they changed Dulgabeth's look...It seems that after Sauron's defeat herald began to age rapidly and decrepit.
If you come close to him in the 'Union of Evil" instance , you will see Black word's face under the helmet mask . He has got a big nose with wide nostrils(may be sometimes he wear a nose poke, hehe) .
His cargul guard looks younger , may be their faces is copies of young Mouth of Sauron
And this is Dulgabeth in his best years, aart by Yzah (https://www.deviantart.com/yzah)
Possibly it is he too
But finally, Dulgabeth have to wear a mask , hiding his blindness
#mordor#mouth of sauron#lord of the rings#black numenorian#barad-dur#dulgabeth#gurzyul#lotro#lotro screenshots#villain#artwork#evil creature#black sorcerer#vampire#necromancer#lotr
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- Ugrukhôr -
Captain of the Pit
Halannon's descendants, the Sons of the Survivor, did not forget the Thandrim. Neither did Ugrukhôr forget them.
The years and the centuries passed. From time to time, scouts from the White City would find that Ugrukhôr had been in Gondor. He had left one of the cloven shields of the Thandrim behind. They were reminders of his cruelty.
Even now, a thousand years later, he leaves them still.
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Dulgabeth the Mouth of Sauron and his concubins from my LOTRO fanfic : Marinielle, Corinielle, Zariel and Ithilmariene.
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I have several questions.
You rightly point out that the Elves and the people of Gondor paid me. Are you offering to pay me? I don't see any landscape currency in these quest rewards.
Was it Sauron who was paying you to "adventure" or the dragons you mind controlled who tried to murder you the second your control was broken?
Pointing out just prior to this that you've slaughtered my allies "by the dozen" does not endear me to this idea.
You have killed my allies and I have killed yours. This is true. This is not a reason why we should aid each other. This is a reason why we should not aid each other.
Grow a spine. Or a principle. I'm not particular as to which.
In short: you've got a lot of fucking nerve, sir.
#lotro#i think it runs among the gurzyul#im only having this conversation because im curious about the lore#and the mental hathellang is like 'we need information!'#yeah thats true but have you considered: punching him in the face
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Wait you're telling me I can actually give the Black Book to Karazgar?
#lotro#NOW they decide to let you be evil#although i suppose it doesnt do anything for him now#what did he think it was? was he just interested in it because gothmog was? i think the only gurzyul in it was urudani#anyway im still not giving it to him#even though i said i would#let him keep waiting
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Is Ayorzen going to show up wearing Premium Gondorian Fashion ™️and Karazgar's mask?
#lotro#maybe he is not the king of fashion either#also its like the opposite of the jajax thing#'hello fellow gurzyul'
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