Senqwa nodded. "yes ma'am." she said trying not to anger her. she ran to Amarthiel. "Shamira wants to see you." she bowed trying not to be disrespectful.

Shamíra watched the soldier go with a sly smile. She was clearly terrified of her. Perhaps that would serve to her advantage. Things always went best when your troops feared you with a respect that they would not show one who was not in such good standing with Sauron. She watched through hateful eyes as the orcs sloppily regrouped and sharpened weapons. "Faster, you dung-headed slugs! Move yourselves!" The paces doubled and she laughed cruelly as one of the orcs screeched as a blade that he had been sharpening whipped off of the sharpening stone and into his skull.
"Fool," she sneered, and beheaded him. "You did not deserve life." She kicked the lifeless body off out of the way, and tore the blade from his skull. "This is going to have to be cleaned and sharpened." she barked, addressing another orc who watched in awe. "If I see any other mistakes as stupid as that, any mistakes in general, actually, I'm going to start killing." she threatened. Lord Sauron had taught her the art of threatening and giving convincing ultimatiums. Over the course of her military career, it had proven invaluable.

Senqwa came back to Shamira. "she is on her way." Senqwa started to walk away. she could feel Shamira's evil glare on her back. she grimced but didn't let her fear nor passion to kill the woman show.

Amarthiel watched Senqwa's departing form after the woman gave her the message. She eyed the woman coolly, mistreat gleaming in her eyes. With that she approached Shamíra, a cold smile twisting her lips as she saw the Moriquendi general ordering the orcs around. Vermin. That's what those beasts were. Useless and expendable. Amarthiel growled as she watched the slow pace of the rabble. Grabbing an orc by the neck, she bent low so that she was eye level with it. "Slack off again and taste the bitter reward for your failure." she uttered through clenched teeth as she tightened her grip around the creature's neck as he gazed up at her with fearful eyes. With that she released her grip and shoved him to the ground, her icy gaze bearing into him. The orc hastily picked up his sword and began to sharpen the weapon faster, fear of the Moriquendi women consuming his black heart. A slight smile at the sight of the orc’s fear flickered across her face as she strode forth to meet Shamíra. "General, you summoned?" she asked.

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Urglaz let his men settle inside and around a ruined palace as they set up camp there. He received an orc contigent to command also and gave them an area to stay, apportioning them equal rations and such as his men received.

"Ah, Amarthiel. I see Senqwa managed to find you, may Sauron have mercy on her soul." she cackled. Her good humor vanished instantly at the sight of one of the lumbering orcs picking a fight with an Uruk.
"You stupid, insolent creature! Are you so dull that you don't know death when you see it? Get back to work or you'll see death, by the Dark Lord I swear it." she gave him one last snarl before turning back to Amarthiel. "Ruffian scum. I need you to organize a party of these small brained toads and somehow manage to organize a group of them to patrol the borders." she glanced around the heavily damaged city. "There are plenty of places the humans could hide. Also, send for Urgalz. I need to ask a favour of him."

Senqwa sat alone thinking over her life, thinking over what she was to do. was she to somehow get captured by the gondorians and convince them that she was good and not evil. or was she too stay true to the dark lord. she didn't know...she looked over to see Urgalz she smiled...then relized she was smiling and stoped. she stood up and puled out her sword and killed a random orc. after she killed him she looked at her sword and felt a tiny bit of evil come into her heart. <i>" oh no...i-i can't let evil overtake my heart.."</i> she thought to herself

As Shamíra glanced around the camp, the reek of kindness and light came from someone's soul. She could smell it as plainly as she smelled the stench of the Uruks and orcs and the even more unpleasant odour of man-flesh. She scowled. Senqwa. It was clear. Since the fools hadn't returned with Xoroku yet, it had to be Senqwa's soul that was oozing kindness. She clenched and unclenched her fists as she mentally deliberated over her next course of action. She doubled the evil in her heart, and felt a surge of Dark Magic course through her veins. She smiled evilly as she strode in the direction of Senqwa. "You had your chance to prove your loyalties to the Dark Lord." she said, taking Senqwa's chin in between her dangerously-sharp finger nails and forcefully lifted her chin. The kindness and goodness was plain to see in her eyes. "And yet still there is kindness in you. Perhaps you have not heard of how Lord Sauron created the orcs. Perhaps you do not know of what torture they suffered at the Dark Lord's hands to drive the good from them." she leaned closer, her crimson eyes with a terrifyingly evil look to them. "I swear by his honour, he would not hesitate to demonstrate the same power upon you." She forced Senqwa to her feet.
"General Shamíra!" called one of the returning parties of orcs. "We found a scout!" called one, hauling a human behind them. They roughly deposited the human on his knees before Shamíra. "Please..." the human begged pitifully.
Shamíra struck him across the face. He cried out, and fell to his side. She hauled him up by his hair.
"This is your chance, Senqwa. Prove once again that you are for the Dark Lord and kill this mortal fool." she said in a dangerously calm tone.

Senqwa's chin hurt between Shamira's boney fingers. she moaned out in pain. she tried harder to cover up the kindness in her heart. just as Senqwa almost had darkend her heart with evil thoughts Shamira presented the human to her. Senqwa tried to get that gleem in her eye just as Shamira did before she tortured or killed someone. she looked at Shamira and said. "Shamira i have just killed many men for you...." she stoped. becuase she saw the look in Shamira's eyes, it was a look of "i'm not kidding" senqwa forcely took her chin away from Shamira and drew her sword. the man watched as Senqwa raised her sword about to strike him to his death. she saw the pain in his eye. for one moment and one moment only she let him see compassion in her eyes and then all of the anger that had bulit up since she was capture all the times she had killed anyone everything leading up to her have to prove her loyalties. she sliced the man in half right down the middle. she was breathing hard after she was done. she looked at Shamira and nodded...."you have my loyalties"

Urglaz saw this torture and assembled a small guard of Orcs and Easterlings, he walked to Shamira "Why do you use unnecessary cruelty? It only inspires more mutiny."

Senqwa looked at Urglaz and she felt a dark love come over her heart again....she passed it off only she was slower to pass it off this time.

"This one is mutinous enough." she said darkly, her crimson eyes never leaving Senqwa. "Besides, these ruffian idiots fear me for my standing with the Dark Lord. At any rate, it is most assuredly necessary. There is no other effective method to keep the maggots in line. If you have a problem with my methods, perhaps you ought to consult the Dark Lord on this matter. It was he that taught me all that I know." she gave Senqwa one last murderous glare before turning her eyes upon Urgalz. "I would ask that you would fly over Osgiliath and scout out any humans hidden among the rubble. Take as many as you require. Within reason." she added sharply. "Now then, Senqwa." she said cruelly. "You will continue to show your undying love for the Dark Lord and his cause by following me." she led Senqwa to a pile of human carcasses that were being piled by the orcs. She smiled darkly as the body of Senqwa's victim was added to the ever increasing pile. "I want you to search these bodies for any metal that could be melted and used to make weapons. Anything of value is to be brought to me immediately. When you accumulate enough metal, you will take it to the orcs preparing the fires over yonder. Once you have taken every last shard of metal to them, you will cut off the heads of these mortal idiots one by one and load them into the catapults. The bodies will be left for the birds." she glanced over at the carcasses once more and noticed that the birds had wasted no time and already picked at the bodies. She turned her head in Senqwa's direction, her eyes relaying her complete seriousness. "Do not fail me, Senqwa, or it shall be the last thing you do."

Senqwa took a deep breath and tired to be evil. she had pretty much given up on her plan to get capture by the men. she knew that they would lose, the dark army was too great and strong. "i will do as you ask." Senqwa bowed Senqwa then knelt by the bodies and began tearing at them trying to find any sorce of metal.

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Urglaz spat on Shamira's robe and then turned and stormed off. He gathered his guard and returned to camp and gave his men some extra rations to make a point.

Shamíra nodded sharply. "You know what is good for you, then. Do well, and I will forget these little...mishaps."
She glanced at the part of her robe that had been spat upon with disdain. "Make a note, Senqwa. Should Urgalz prove soft, Dark Lord forbid, remind me that he shall share the punishment of any deserter. Durui! Come!" she called to one of the orcs.
"What is it, general?"
"Take a small party of the Uruks with you. Go and ensure that Urgalz is in fact doing as I bade. The Dark Lord would be most displeased at his disobedience. Then find my horse." she instructed.
"Aye, general." said the orc, and motioned for a group of Uruks standing about to follow him. When they scoffed the orc, Shamíra gave them a murderous glare which prompted action swiftly.
She cursed at the slow pace at which everything was moving and instructed more orcs to aid Senqwa. "Let's move!" she bellowed.

Urglaz was still organizing his very large number of men into search partys when the Uruks arrived.