As he approached the tower of Barad-dur, Sakgahn kept glancing down at the tiny baby inside the bundle. He could help but keep thinking of the young woman, and the song that she had sung. It was so beautiful, but he wondered what she had meant by it. He didn't have time to think for long, because very soon he was stopped by one of the guards of the tower.
"Stop there, maggot. Where do ya think you're going? Lugburz doesn't need anymore desertin' maggots comin' to bother it. Just state your business and be on your way," the guard said with a scowl. Sakgahn added with a grunt, "Well, if the Great Eye isn't concerned with strange appearances on his borders, then I guess that I don't have anything of importance to say." The guard suddenly grew interested and asked, "What do you mean, appearances?" Sakgahn nearly smiled and opened the bundle. "I found this babe on the border. I thought the Great Eye might know what to do with it." "Why of course the Eye will know what to do. Come with me, you grimy maggot," the guard said, and with a quick pull, Sakgahn was on his way into the great tower.
Once inside, Sakgahn could see the immensity of the tower. Every turret was carved in the exact same shape, and carvings everywhere displayed the great eye. As he approached, Sakgahn grew worried. He had heard of the cruelty of the Great Eye, but he also was frightened of his representative, the Mouth of Sauron, more commonly known among the orcs as the Great Speaker.
Just then, the Great Speaker stepped forward, and grunted, "What disturbance is this that comes to the great tower to disturb the Great Eye? Speak quickly, fools!" The guard didn't hesitate, and said, "Oh great one, this maggot has found a human baby on the borders, and he wanted to show it to you. He knew you would know what to do with it." The speaker came forward, striding slowly toward them, as if he did not care if he reached them in a minute, or in a day. He stopped about two inches from Sakgahn's face, and said, "Show it to me."
Immediately Sakgahn opened the bundle. He watched as the Speaker peered down and breathed on the baby's sweet face. "How did this happen?" the Speaker asked. Sakgahn hesitated for a moment, then began recapping the events leading up to the finding of the baby. "So," said the Speaker, "You say that this woman was singing of a child of Denethor? Well, this is an entirely different matter. In fact…" The speaker stopped for a minute. He calmly wandered back to his seat, then began to think. No one spoke for what seemed like quite a long time. As he sat, he mumbled to himself quietly. "We could use her as bait for the war, yes… yes, that would be perfect. Do you like that plan, o great one? You do? Oh good."
Then he stood up and spoke to the guard and to Sakgahn. "The Great Eye has decided that the girl is to be kept. You, the maggot who found the babe, you will raise her. You are to call her Kefnari, and no one is to ever know that she is human. She will be an orc. Now go, and raise this child. Oh and yes, you are dismissed from duty." Then he sent them away.
As Sakgahn walked away, he thought about what this would mean. This could be fun. He took the baby back to his tent, and whispered in her ear, "Do not worry child, I will take care of you. And I will call you Renamira, for that is your true name, my dear child."
For the first 13 years of Renamira's life, she was kept totally a secret. After all, orcs were created at full height, and she obviously was not. Nevertheless, Sakgahn was able to totally devote himself to his little girl, and he loved her very much. The same held true for Renamira (who, having never been around humans, was very comfortable around orcs). She loved him too, and they had many fun times together. Of course, keeping her alive could be a challenge. She had to adjust to the horrible drinking water, and she had to be clothed, somehow. But somehow, Renamira survived to reach the teenage years.
At about the age of thirteen, Renamira started learning to be an orc. She was given orc armor, and an orcish weapon. She also started answering to her orcish name, Kefnari. She had to learn how to be dirty and disgusting, and how to treat others with disrespect. But the strange thing was that she still displayed human characteristics. She respected people, even when disrespecting them, which of course is a very difficult thing to do. And her fighting style was a mixture of orcish roughness and human grace. Sakgahn was extremely proud of his little girl.
Renamira was 21 years old when her life changed forever. Sauron was getting ready for his war. It would not be long before his wrath would be unleashed. And he had a plan for the daughter of Denethor. One day, Sakgahn and Renamira were summoned to Lugburz. Sakgahn grew worried. Sauron had never summoned both of them to the tower before.
When they arrived, the Great Speaker came over to them to talk to them. "Well, well, maggot. I see you have done a fine job of raising this pathetic human. And her beauty will be a perfect aid in our plan." "What plan?" asked Sakgahn, worried out of his mind. The Great Speaker smiled the most sinister smile Sakgahn had ever seen, and answered, "Our plan to take over Gondor, of course. We will use the girl as bate, and Denethor will not be able to watch her suffer. We will make him surrender. It will make our job much easier."
Sakgahn couldn't believe his ears. Did they really intend to use this poor girl as a trap for her own people? No, they couldn't. But they were going to, and so Sakgahn needed to think of a way out of this. As he led Renamira back to the tent, he asked her, "My dear child, what will we do? I cannot let you become bate to kill your own people." Renamira said nothing. She was not one who would disobey an order, even if the order were cruel. But Sakgahn was determined. It did not take him long to come up with a plan.
"Renamira, you will not ruin your own people. We will outsmart Sauron."
