'Those Orcs we saw -- the Durub of Gazatu-ru -- they chanted in their hideous tongues that they are the chosen of Mordor.

'This hall is not safe while that camp stands. I fear to sleep, and I have been on watch for hours while I rest my legs. If a warrior such as yourself could thin out their numbers, perhaps I could find some true rest here. I make for the Orc-watch in the Redhorn Lodes, and the journey is long and difficult.'

Dómárr is resting at a small camp-fire in the Great Hall of Durin, south of the Twenty-first Hall.

Dómárr will be pleased to hear that the ranks of the Durub have been thinned.

Objectives

• Talk to Dómárr