It was here. In the chasms of Mordor where the Orcs of the Dark Lord Sauron attempted to summon Bal Garath and Bal Korgoth, the twin Balrog that once terrorized men, dwarf and orc alike. For nine days, they chanted and called, but to no avail...that was, until now...

From the fiery depths of massive volcanic chamber, the massive forms of the twin Balrog emerged, their very presence filling every orc in the chasm with dread. When the liquid fire had subsided, their forms were revealed, but it was not as montrous as one would presume. The Balrog were not wearing their armor molten rock, nor any clothing at all. Instead, they were clothed only in tight fitting briefs, which clung to their leathery hides snugly.

It would seem, that the two had been summoned as they were changing, or had been still in bed, as evidenced by the massive fabric carried by the one in red. They shyly covered themselves, which contrasted to their foreboding and monstrous form.

Silence filled the chasm for several moments, before the Orcs howled in laughter. Their fear was replaced by utter amusement. Summoned from their slumber abruptly, and now angered at the mockery of their forms, the twin demons roared in fury, the black Balrog brandishing a sword of pure fire, while the red brother displayed a whip almost as long as his body was tall.

The poor Orcs' laughter turned to screams before the minute was over....