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A messenger came running into the Throne Room.
"There are news from Middle Earth. A captain of one of our ships that just have arrived in Romenna states he has news on Murazor. He is on his way here;" the messenger said.
The King gathered his family in the Throne Room.
His brother said; "How can there be news about Murazor from Middle Earth. We know he has not left Numenor on a ship?"
However, no one could answer. They had to await the captain's arrival.
The captain came and walked to the throne and bowed for the King.
"I hear you bring news on the Numenorean Murazor?" The King asked.
"Yes!" said the captain; "We were returning home, when we saw a small fisher boat on the sea. He was onboard as the only person. We though his boat had been caught by winds and had drifted away from Numenor. He seemed to have been a sea for several weeks. Thus, we took him onboard. However to our surprise, he ordered us to return and sail back towards Middle Earth."
"How far were you from Numenor?" the King asked.
The captain answered; "Only about three days. We could see the Pillars of Heaven clearly."
The King was very surprised; "You were only a few days from home and you allowed person lost at sea to command you to return?" He shouted.
The Captain remained calm; "We had to;" he said.
The King said; "Why did you have obey this single Numenorean?"
The Captain answered; "He carried the letter of command from Tar-Ciryatan."
"My father is dead!" The King shouted.
The captain was still calm; "We did not know that before arriving back in Middle Earth. The news reached Middle Earth only after we had left."
He looked at his King; "I am truly sorry for the loss of you father."
Minastir ignored him; "Where did you land in Middle Earth."
The Captain said; "He ordered us to set him shore north of the mouth of Harnen. After that, we sailed to the harbour there to have news supplies. It was there we heard about the death of our King."
The king brother asked; "Did he give information to where he was heading?"
"No!" said the captain; "but he went north towards the mouth of the great river."
The King left his throne, walked to the vaults and looked at Meneltarma.
"I want him caught!" he stated; "He used weapons in Numenor; he stole the King relict. He is an enemy of all Numenoreans! –and any Middle Earth man that assist him will become the enemy of Numenor too."
"Send this message to all people of Middle Earth. That if they find Murazor and bring him to a Numenorean port they will be rewarded by the King of Numenor."
"I want him found!" The King stated.
Murazor had travelled north for months since he was set ashore. He was afraid and hit whenever he saw humans. He finally came to the mountains where he had been in his youth. It had become autumn and there were snow on the mountaintops. He finally found the pass he had climbed.
He looked at the pass. It now seemed impossible to climb. Murazor was exhausted, had no food and he could not make fire. He sat down overwhelmed by the task in front of him.
He took the shine and held it.
After a while, he opened it. He looked at the Rings. They seemed to be far more costly and appealing than he remembered them from Numenor.
He put one of the ring on his finger.
The entire world around him seemed to change. He saw further and heard more and suddenly the pass seemed easier to climb. He started immediately.
His weariness was over and he could continue during the night. He did not freeze and he was able to see the easiest path forward.
He made it to the top. He looked into the land Gil-Galad had baptized Mordor.
"Welcome!" Sauron said.
Murazor turned around and recognized Sauron. For him Sauron looked like a mighty elven King. Murazor fell to his knees.
Sauron stretched his arms forward towards Murazor. He quickly handed the shine over.
"I see you disobeyed my order and used one of the Ring before coming here;" Sauron said.
Murazor was about to explain, but Sauron continued; "it matters not, keep it. You have deserved it! Now you will live on, but you will be under my command, but everyone else will be under yours."
Murazor followed Sauron to the dark tower. There he saw hundreds of man orcs bow for him, and he understood that Sauron had kept his promised to him.
Sauron said; "this is only the beginning; soon all humans will bow in your presence. Your life is now bound to the ring you hold. As long as this exist you cannot die, and the Ring cannot be destroyed by usual fire. You will cease to grow older or weaker and the knowledge and experience you obtain you will never forget."
When the next spring came, the first Numenorean ships returned to Romenna.
"We cannot find him;" all the captains said. Some added that even though the Middle Earth men gladly participated, they too had no success.
"We will never stop looking!" the king repeatedly stated.
However, Murazor was in the Dark Tower learning the black language and other way of the orcs.
One day Sauron came to him.
"You have spent enough time here in the tower;" he said; "it is time for us to go on our first quest together."
"Where shall we go?" Murazor asked.
"We will find the other eight humans to carry the other rings"; Sauron replied.