The Battle for Ettenmoors is here. Sauron's Legions are preparing for battle! Chieftain Durulkum looks you over as you stick your chest out and look as nasty as possible to stand out from all the rest of your Uruk brothers. Chieftain Durulkum grunts in approval. You feel the sting and bite of the whip across your back telling you that your place is now at the front line of the Legions. Only the most elite and strongest of Sauron's Legions are allowed this honor. You know you will likely die a horrible, quick death as the fighting is fierce but your only goal is to deal as much death and pain to the Free People as you can before War-Tyrant Akulhun uses your lifeless corpse as a step to get over the wall of Tirith Rhaw!