Warning: This is my first fanfiction so if you have a complaint about lore breaking or grammar issues please be respectful and inform me, I want to do my best to entertain you and improve my writing ability. Also I have read the Hobbit and the books so if break something not in those books I'm sorry. I will break lore from time to time to create stories but don't worry I mean no disrespect to Tolkien and his work I adore the books and due to them he has become an inspiration to me and my favorite author as of the time of writing this, also as you can see I will be using the middle earth games and before you type angrily away about how they aren't canon or aren't loyal to the lore but even then I don't care I love the games and there fun to play so complain I don't care I'm sorry…So have fun reading
Shadow of Fate
Prologue
Five years have passed since the defeat of Sauron, Five years since the destruction of the Ring, Five years since the crowning of King Elessar (Aragon) as king of Gondor. Now peace lies across all of middle-earth, Scraps of Sauron's and Saruman's army are out there but too weak to pose any threat to the peace established all those years ago. Legalos went north with Gimli there they rallied an army of elves from Mirkwood, men from Dale and dwarves from Erebor. They marched east and crushed the armies of Rhun forever breaking there power next they marched west and stormed Moria. After months of intense fighting and thousands of dead the goblins are purged from the mines. Only the deepest pits of the great mine city have goblins in small numbers. But they would starve death, or suicide charge the dwarves in the mine. Faramir and Aragon Lead an army south to Umbar with the newly rebuilt Gondorian Royal Navy, there they burned the corsair fleet and sacked the city shattering the power of the corsairs and slew all tribes loyal to Sauron and those that opposed him became allies of Gondor or were left alone in isolation. Following this for 2 months the Gondorian Royal Navy hunted down the remaining corsair ships and pirate bases on the island of Tolfalas bringing an end to their raids and destruction of simple towns and the great cities of Dol Amroth and Pelargir.
But Victory was not a constant for evil remains and always finds a way. Goblin tribes across the Misty Mountains still raid minor towns on both sides of the great mountain range. Then three years into the fourth age they managed to burn the town of Bree to the ground killing 80% of the populace before being driven back by surrounding towns and there militias. This caused Gondor to react by moving an army of 9,000 north to train and defend the towns and begun to work with the northern rangers to support them. Further north the great citadel of Carn Dum has been reforged by the orcs of Gunabad and launch regular raids into Arnor, which has led to the towns relaying more on Gondor troops in the region, this has caused the region to become heavily influenced by Gondor and talks of the towns joining the kingdom or reforming the ancient Arnor kingdom with Elessar as king began 1 year ago but have slowed due to the Gondorian troops in the region.
And now new kingdoms from the war or old enemies have begun to change and talk with old enemies. Dunland, after the sparing of the tribesmen by Rohan during the war of the Ring, they freed themselves from the rule of the pro Saruman Chief and his council they began to settle in Duneland, they begun to cease there raids into Rohan and began talks with Rohan and Gondor to make peace so they can begin construction of the Duneland kingdom. One part of the deal is they must protect the north south road which is vital to the gondorian supply line from Gondor to the gondorian troops in Arnor. With this deal commerce and travel began up and down the road with several forts have propped up to protect the trade route. But with the death of their king they may soon fall into chaos with his sons who may drag the kingdom into civil war, posing a threat to Gondor and Rohan. Back in Harad a new tribe has risen up and allied Gondor ruling the great desert of Harad and the ruins of Umbar they have watched the south carefully to prevent the orcs in Mordor to leave via a gap in the eastern mountains leaving a massive opening which while nearly unpassable this has had harad set up a small fort to keep watch in case of a orc attempt to flee east or north. And it's here were an orc was captured by harad who claimed to have a message for the lord of Gondor, at first they attempted to beat the message out, after 6 months of torture he shouted one thing that surprised the tribesmen so they adhered to his demands and took him to Minis Tirith. There is where everything changes for the royalty of Gondor.
*Golm's POV*
This city is so damn white, but the riches I could steal and bring back to Nurnen then show to my boys would be amazing, but master wouldn't like that if he was here. So no theft which is so much shrak but fine besides I have a message and then I must return quickly before Az-lar gets any ideas about his position and my throne. So now I've been chained and am being dragged past a stupid white tree. What is with these people and white?
"Eyes forward you stupid orc" 'commanded' one of the stupid manfilth trying to control me so I responded as any good orc would do.
"Eat shrak you shrak eating shrak." That did not have the intended effect because he turned around and punched me hard in the stomach, but it was like a tickle in comparison to when you've had a Olog club smash you in the face and have a leg nearly chewed off by a caragor and a burning hand mark on the right side of my face,
As this thought crossed my mind I'm dragged through massive doors to the white room with soldiers in silver winged armor and a man on a white throne up a flight of white stairs with a black throne at the base of the stairs with a man in a brown armor and brown clock a bow sitting at the side of said throne and quiver on the other side blue eyes and small brown hair with a small what do they call it a beard and moustache.
The other man had black hair and a small beard and moustache with blue eyes and had a fancy silver armor with blue cape and a large silver sword spinning in his right hand, oww how much I want to steal but he is clearly in charge and I need to send the message.
"Why has this disgusting orc been brought before the king" The man on the black throne spoke towards the tribesmen
One tribesmen steeped forward and spoke "7 months ago this orc appeared in the desert of Khand and told us he had a message for king Elessar, at first we tried to beat the message out of him, but he resisted for 6 months before he shouted something that caused us to bring him before you king Elessar." After he finished talking he stepped back towards the rest of his men and me silent.
"Calm yourself Faramir we should see what this monster wants first." So that's the name of the man on the black throne. "Now orc what is your message before I beat it out of you" he said as he turned his head back to me and stated.
"Many years ago I was a captain in the region of nurn I held a minor position in the camp of Mogg the tyrant but I was visited by a wraith, by a man, who we know as the gravewalker. He forced me to bow to him and I began to serve him, I fought for him, bled for him, killed for him and saved him. For my service I was made overlord of nurn and ruled for him but when he fell my mind was lost to the dark lord and my men campaigned in harad to force the tribesmen to kneel to his power after the fall of the eye on Barad-Dur my mind was my own and ruled in memory of my master, but we have felt an old presence on the edge of our minds trying to pry it's way in it felt familiar, the same presence my master had over us when he reigned over Mordor. Which is why I come here to beg for help in finding our master and reunite with him. I beg you." After this short speech I looked around, the tribesmen seemed angry probably because of the whole forced the tribesmen to kneel, the man on the black throne Faramir seemed confused and a little angry. Meanwhile the man on the white throne seemed calm if not a little surprised by my statement.
"What is your name orc" he asked me
"I am Golm, Golm the Thief" I told them smirking as I started to stand up.