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boldog
Rohan
Apr 3 2014, 9:38am
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Khal Drogo vs Azog
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no weapons, no prosthetic hand. Azog has both hands. Who will win in a wrestle?
I believe that Azog and Bolg are possibly the only two orcs who may be an exception to the typical evil nature of an orc. Azog had brought up his son, well enough that he actually acknowledges him as his own son. That is a first for any orc. And Bolg sets out to march upon Erebor in vengeance of his fathers death. How many orcs will Try and avenge another dead orc? Most will just forget about the dead one. This gives me hope that Orcs, have some traits of good in them, even if it is small aspects.
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Rivendell
Apr 3 2014, 3:44pm
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...but it would be really close Khal Drogo is probably more used to fighting on horseback than wrestling, whereas Azog can probably crush people with one hand.
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Belgarath
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Apr 7 2014, 12:06pm
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As much as it pains me to say it,
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Because Drogo is one of my favourite GoT characters, I think that Azog will take this one.
The storyteller, who seemed not to have a proper name as other men do, was a thoroughly disreputable old man. The knees of his hose were patched and his mismatched shoes were out at the toes. His long-sleeved woolen tunic was belted about the waist with a piece of rope, and his hood, a curious garment not normally worn in that part of Sendaria and one which Garion thought quite fine with its loosely fitting yoke covering shoulders, back and chest, was spotted and soiled with spilled food and drink. Only his full cloak seemed relatively new. The old storyteller's white hair was cropped quite close, as was his beard. His face was strong, with a kind of angularity to it, and his features provided no clue to his background. He did not resemble Arend, Cherek, Algar, Drasnian, Rivan or Tolnedran, but seemed rather to derive from some racial stock long since forgotten. His eyes were a deep and merry blue, forever young and forever full of mischief.
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