Orcs! Orcs everywhere. Sam can hear them talking, and they don’t seem to be too friendly to each other. Well, heck, when are orcs friendly to each other, anyway? They’re just miserable at all times.
One band of orcs is coming up the pass, while the other is going down from the tower. Neither expected to find the other. The leaders insult each other when they meet. However, before too much more can happen, a shout is heard, marking the discovery of Frodo. The orcs move off to investigate, and Sam realizes what’s at stake. Abandoning his mission, he vows to attack the orcs (all of them at once) and die in valiant defense of Frodo.
-Gorbag: The captain of the orcs coming up the pass, apparently from the fighting. He is most certainly one whole bag of gor.
-Shagrat: The captain of the orcs from the tower. Sounds like more of a bureaucratic officer than most orcs. He’s a shaggy rat. Gross.
Once again, this page is showing Sam’s descent into bad decision-making. This would be a death in vain, whether he sees it that way or not. He wants a song to be made about his fall. He wants to prove to Frodo (and himself) that he’s worthy of praise in battle. But, wait! He just proved that by fighting Shelob! Cool your jets, Sam, and pick your battles wisely.
Well, not that picking a fight with Shelob was wise, but that was forced upon him. He could easily slip by these orcs, even though I still disapprove of his using the ring to hide.
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A lot of orc nonsense. It’s like the opposite of ruralisms, where it’s kind of adorable. Not here. I get the feeling that, half of the time, orcs just sit around shouting nonsense syllables at each other. I don’t know how that’s ever productive, but I guess that orcs really aren’t all that productive ever.
No one dies today.
“He tried to make a spurt.”