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Level 43 : Master Goblin
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"All the court was choked with dead orcs or their severed and scattered heads and
limbs. The place stank of death. A snarl followed by a blow and a cry sent him
darting back into hiding. An orc-voice rose in anger, and he knew it again at
once, harsh, brutal, cold. It was Shagrat speaking, Captain of the Tower.


`You won’t go again, you say? Curse you, Snaga, you little maggot! If you
think I’m so damaged that it’s safe to flout me, you’re mistaken Come
here, and I’ll squeeze your eyes out, like I did to Radbug just now. And when
some new lads come, I’ll deal with you: I’ll send you to Shelob.’


`They won’t come, not before you’re dead anyway,’ answered Snaga
surlily. ‘I’ve told you twice that Gorbag’s swine got to the gate first,
and none of ours got out. Lagduf and Muzgash ran through, but they were shot. I
saw it from a window, I tell you. And they were the last.’


‘Then you must go. I must stay here anyway. But I’m hurt. The Black Pits
take that filthy rebel Gorbag!’ Shagrat’s voice trailed off into a
string of foul names and curses. `I gave him better than I got, but he knifed
me, the dung, before I throttled him. You must go, or I’ll eat you. News must
get through to Lugbúrz, or we’ll both be for the Black Pits. Yes, you
too. You won’t escape by skulking here.’


`I’m not going down those stairs again,’ growled Snaga, `be you captain
or no. Nar! Keep your hands off your knife, or I’ll put an arrow in your guts.
You won’t be a captain long when They hear about all these goings-on. I’ve
fought for the Tower against those stinking Morgul-rats, but a nice mess you two
precious captains have made of things, fighting over the swag.’


‘That’s enough from you,’ snarled Shagrat. `I had my orders. It was
Gorbag started it, trying to pinch that pretty shirt.’


`Well, you put his back up, being so high and mighty. And he had more sense
than you anyway. He told you more than once that the most dangerous of these
spies was still loose, and you wouldn’t listen. And you won’t listen now.
Gorbag was right, I tell you. There’s a great fighter about, one of those
bloody-handed Elves, or one of the filthy tarks. He’s coming here, I
tell you. You heard the bell. He’s got past the Watchers, and that’s tark’s
work. He’s on the stairs. And until he’s off them, I’m not going down.
Not if you were a Nazgûl, I wouldn’t.’


`So that’s it, is it?’ yelled Shagrat. ‘You’ll do this, and you’ll
not do that? And when he does come, you’ll bolt and leave me? No, you won’t!
I’ll put red maggot-holes in your belly first.’


Out of the turret-door the smaller orc came flying. Behind him came Shagrat,
a large orc with long arms that, as he ran crouching, reached to the ground. But
one arm hung limp and seemed to be bleeding; the other hugged a large black
bundle. In the red glare Sam, cowering behind the stair-door, caught a glimpse
of his evil face as it passed: it was scored as if by rending claws and smeared
with blood; slaver dripped from its protruding fangs; the mouth snarled like an
animal."
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