The High Sorcerer of Harad, Scourge of Mordor

The Great Alliance of Elves and Men stood in defiance of Sauron for long years of siege, but even their greatest heroes came to fear his deadliest servants. These were the Nazgûl, and their number was Nine.

The Great Alliance of Elves and Men stood in defiance of Sauron for long years of siege, but even their bravest heroes came to fear his deadliest servants. These were the Nazgûl, and their number was Nine. They stalked the battlefield of Mordor Besieged, and were its most dangerous scourges.

They called him the High Sorcerer of Harad, but for most of those who fought against Sauron it was just a name. He rarely left the dungeon fastnesses of Mordor, for he delighted in the working of foul rituals and the mastery of fell magics, and gave his thought to little else. But when the Dark Lord saw fit to send him forth, Men and Elves knew to give him a wide berth, or suffer. It was Mêbat he wore, the Mirth-eater, and wherever he went there was an end to laughter, and only the onset of grief.

They called him the High Sorcerer of Harad, but for most of those who fought against Sauron it was just a name. He rarely left the dungeon fastnesses of Mordor, for he delighted in the working of foul rituals and the mastery of fell magics, and gave his thought to little else. But when the Dark Lord saw fit to send him forth, Men and Elves knew to give him a wide berth, or suffer. It was Mêbat he wore, the Mirth-eater, and wherever he went there was an end to laughter, and only the onset of grief.

Objectives
  • Defeat the High Sorcerer of Harad in Mordor Besieged

They called him the High Sorcerer of Harad, but for most of those who fought against Sauron it was just a name. He rarely left the dungeon fastnesses of Mordor, for he delighted in the working of foul rituals and the mastery of fell magics, and gave his thought to little else. But when the Dark Lord saw fit to send him forth, Men and Elves knew to give him a wide berth, or suffer. It was Mêbat he wore, the Mirth-eater, and wherever he went there was an end to laughter, and only the onset of grief.

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They called him the High Sorcerer of Harad, but for most of those who fought against Sauron it was just a name. He rarely left the dungeon fastnesses of Mordor, for he delighted in the working of foul rituals and the mastery of fell magics, and gave his thought to little else. But when the Dark Lord saw fit to send him forth, Men and Elves knew to give him a wide berth, or suffer. It was Mêbat he wore, the Mirth-eater, and wherever he went there was an end to laughter, and only the onset of grief.

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XP:
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Legendary XP:
259000 legendary xp icon
Mount XP:
217000 mount xp icon

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