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"In ancient time the firstborn awoke at the lake Cuivienen. Orome found them and led them westward. However afterwards also Melkor found some. They became orcs, our servants. A third group stayed and hid. Those who stayed behind eventually became known as the Avari to the Elves and the Ustogh to the orcs . When the secondborn awoke the Avari found many of them and the learned them to survive the hard life of Middle Earth. One of the tribes they met became known as the Drughu. Unfortunately, they opposed any new order of Middle Earth, and were driven almost to extinction. Today the three tribes of Middle Men with magic means nothing to the real Middle Men, who today are among the most populous"
"-and then you select among us instead of them;" Dwar said. Knowing his was the only Middle Man in the company.
"Because men are weak, eventually they will fall for their own greed and simple desires. They will never be able to follow a common faith, regardless of message is brought to them."
Sauron skipped his part in this war between the Drughu and the wizard of the south. He continued. "Hoarmurath ancestors learned to carve figures of hard wood. The figures protected them and their families from enemies. I learned this magic with stones, as I learned your magic, Dwar, with regards to wolves, but as you know there are also those who turn to bear.
They came to what they expected to be the kingdom of Hoarmurath, but there were no such signs. Once in a wile they passed what could have been a village, but everything had been burned years ago, and the size of the dwelling was difficult to tell.
As they rode though forest with snow in almost a meters height Sauron ordered them to stop. He pointed to a large tree. At first, his companions saw nothing, but then they saw carvings into the tree. The could not tell if they were meant to look like something they knew already.
Sauron also looked closely at the carvings, but he ordered them to continue.
After a while, Murazor rode to Sauron; "I suspect we are being watched!" He said,
"I know;" Sauron said; "It is the Avari. They fear our presence here. I do not want a struggle with them so we will do nothing except continue our journey."
As they rode, dark shadows followed them. They could not tell if the light in their eyes were of comfort or fear. At night, or when the sun were at its highest they were gone, but in between they were always followed.
One day when the sun were at its highest, they found a person resting in the cold snow wearing animal furs. It was obvious he had been starving.
"Hoarmurath;" Sauron shouted and the person awoke.
Hoarmurath stood up.
"Your realm have certainly diminished since I last hear of you;" Sauron said.
"Yes!" Hoarmurath answered; "I have fought against my own kinsmen and the Avari and I have lost severely. My power has left me, as you now know; my carvings has little effect anymore."
Sauron said; "Would you like to regain your power and defeat those who had betrayed you?
Hoarmurath said; "yes there is nothing more I wish!"
"You will have to be patient with revenge;" Sauron said; "however the rest I offer you now!"
He held forward the sixth ring.
Hoarmurath hesitated; "I have lost much of my power and magic;" he said.
Sauron said to him, "fear not, this magic will be used to defend our realm, in which you will have a high position. Your powers will return and you will become stronger than any Avari."
And Sauron had found his sixth follower.