In the heart of Middle-earth, where the shadows danced and ancient tales whispered through the ancient oaks, stood the Bree Ruins. Once a thriving city, now reduced to crumbling walls and forgotten memories. The wind whistled through the ruined archways and whispered secrets of long-lost glory.
It was there, amidst the desolation, that a band of Orcs had made their lair. Foul creatures, bred in darkness and corruption, their snarling faces reflected their wicked nature.
