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Coming SoonURUK-HAI™ BERSERKERMiniature Statue
To say they were bred for war is no mere exaggeration. Birthed in the pits of Isengard™, the Berserkers were made stouter than their already muscle-wrought kin. Forgoing the heavy armour of their fellow Uruks, they charged into battle with naught but a slab-like iron blade and a blood-filled helm. Their senses steeped in life’s ichor, they see (and will only ever see) the red blood of their enemies.
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NewMERRY™ AND PIPPIN™Miniature Statue
Amidst the ruin of a dark wizard’s keep, broken and blackened at the ending of a bitter battle, Merry and Pippin found themselves alone. Yet by chance, or perhaps by some gentler fortune, they came upon a storehouse, now masterless and soon to be ruined by flooded waters. There they sat among ruin and shadow, and finding leaf of a kind both rare and pleasing, lit their pipes and let the smoke curl upward into the dim air.
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NewRINGWRAITH™ AT THE PRANCING PONY™Miniature Statue
Cloaked in shadow and malice, it arrived unseen, as a breath of night given form. In its hand the blade lay bare, dark and hungry, eager to douse the flames of hope and life. Its gnarled gauntlet stretched forth, grasping for the warmth of living blood, guided by the lingering echo of the One Ring’s call. For such vile servants, fear was a scent upon the air, and sleep but a frail shield.
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NewOLOG-HAIMiniature Statue
Marrying brute strength with cruel intelligence, the hulking Olog-hai feared not even sunlight, the natural bane of its kin. It was this vile fiend, taller and stronger than any other foe upon the battlefield, that loomed over Aragorn™ during his desperate assault upon the Black Gate. Whether by the bite of its blade or the fall of its hammer, the fate of any mortal would swiftly turn to doom.
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NewSHARKÛ ON WARG™Miniature Statue
An Orc of withered years and many wounds, upon his seamed visage lay records of long strife and harsh labour. Sharkû was a master of the great Wild Wolves, those fell Wargs, whose cunning and savagery few could tame. Long had he dwelt among them, bearing upon his flesh their piercing bites and tearing claws. Yet he endured and, honed by skill and scar, savagely led his pack of unrelenting hunters.
