Sauron in the First AgeValaquenta wrote:‘Among those of [Melkor’s] servants that have names the greatest was that spirit whom the Eldar called Sauron, or Gorthaur the Cruel. In his beginning he was a Maia of Aulë, and he remained mighty in the lore of that people. In all the deeds of Melkor the Morgoth upon Arda, in his vast works and in the deceits of his cunning, Sauron had a part, and was only less evil than his master in that for long he served another and not himself. But in years after he rose like a shadow of Morgoth and a ghost of his malice, and he walked behind him on the same ruinous path into the void.’
This is the first time we see Sauron engage in open combat, and it implies he took the tower by himself. Minas Tirith was an valuable watch tower guarding the Pass of Sirion, an important passage from the North into the rest of Beleriand, and Orodreth was a powerful Elven lord in his own right, one of the sons of Finarfin (himself the third son of Finwe, High King of the Noldor). That Sauron accomplished this through his own power speaks highly of his great sorcery (as if his long-winded introduction wasn't enough).Of the Ruin of Beleriand wrote:‘But at length, after the fall of Fingolfin, Sauron, greatest and most terrible of the servants of Morgoth…came against Orodreth, the warden of the tower upon Tol Sirion. Sauron was now a sorcerer of dreadful power, master of shadows and of phantoms, foul in wisdom, cruel in strength, misshaping what he touched, twisting what he ruled, lord of werewolves; his dominion was torment. He took Minas Tirith by assault, for a dark cloud of fear fell upon those that defended it; and Orodreth was driven out, and fled to Nargothrond. Then Sauron made it into a watchtower for Morgoth, a stronghold of evil and a menace; and the fair island of Tol Sirion became accursed, and it was called Tol-in-Gaurhoth, the Isle of Werewolves. No living creature could pass through that vale that Sauron did not espy from the tower where he sat.’
Sauron displays his powers over "shadows and phantoms" as was described in the first text. How elaborate and complex he can make these phantoms is unknown, but in this case he was able to fool a veteran guerilla fighter who'd been able to survive in a rather hostile wilderness for some time.Of Beren and Luthien wrote:‘On a time in autumn [Gorlim] came in the dusk of evening, and drawing near [his house] he saw as he thought a light in the window; and coming warily he looked within. There he saw Eilinel, and her face was worn with grief and hunger, and it seemed to him that he heard her voice lamenting that he had forsaken her. But even as he cried aloud the light was blown out in the wind; wolves howled, and on his shoulder he felt suddenly the heavy hands of Sauron’s hunters.
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Now Gorlim would have drawn back, but daunted by the eyes of Sauron he told at last all that he would know. Then Sauron laughed; and he mocked Gorlim, and revealed to him that he had only seen a phantom devised by wizardry to entrap him; for Eilinel was dead. “Nonetheless I will grant thy prayer,” said Sauron; “and though shalt go to Eilinel, and be set free of my service.” Then he put him cruelly to death.’
Sauron is responsible for the creation of werewolves (who, it appears, are more akin to very large and mean wolves rather then some anthropomorphic fantasy)Of Beren and Luthien wrote:‘Therefore an army was sent against [Beren] under the command of Sauron; and Sauron brought werewolves, fell beasts inhabited by dreadful spirits that he had imprisoned in their bodies.’
Sauron bests King Finrod Felagund, eldest son of Finarfin, in a contest of magical wills. These are the same Elven lords that took down Balrogs in their anger. So far, it's Sauron 2, Elves 0Of Beren and Luthien wrote:‘By the arts of Felagund their own forms and faces were changed into the likeness of Orcs; and thus disguised they came far upon their northward road, and ventured into the western pass, between Ered Wethrin and the highlands of Taur-nu-Fuin. But Sauron in his tower was ware of them, and doubt took him; for they went in haste, and stayed not to report their deeds, as was commanded to all the servants of Morgoth who passed that way. Therefore he sent to waylay them, and bring them before him.
Thus befell the contest of Sauron and Felagund which is renowned. For Felagund strove with Sauron in songs of power, and the power of the King was very great; but Sauron had the mastery, as is told in the Lay of Leithian:
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Then Sauron stripped from them their disguise, and they stood before him naked and afraid. But though their kinds were revealed, Sauron could not discover their names or their purposes.’
Sauron in all his shape-shifting glory. Here of course is the infamous Sauron vs. Luthien/Huan duel. However, it was hardly the straight-up fight between Sauron and the sacred hound of Valinor that most make it out to be. Huan backed down when Sauron first came at them, and he was all ready to take Luthien when her magical cloak (which among other things made her invisible and caused everyone around her to fall asleep, even Morgoth) got the best of him. Huan saw the opening and took advantage of it. That Sauron was outnumbered in this fight (Luthien being half-maiar, and Huan, being the sacred hunting hound of the Vala Orome, probably a maiar himself) should also not be forgotten.Of Beren and Luthien wrote:‘But Luthien heard [Beren’s] answering voice, and she sang a song of greater power. The wolves howled, and the isle trembled. Sauron stood in the high tower, wrapped in his black thought; but he smiled hearing her voice, for he knew that it was the daughter of Melian. The fame and the beauty of Luthien and the wonder of her song had long gone forth from Doriath; and he thought to make her a captive and hand her over to the power of Morgoth, for his reward would be great.
Therefore he sent a wolf to the bridge. But Huan slew it silently. Still Sauron sent others one by one; and one by one Huan took them by the throat and slew them. Then Sauron sent Draugluin, a dread beast, old in evil, lord and sire of the werewolves of Angband. His might was great; and the battle of Huan and Draugluin was long and fierce. Yet at length Draugluin escaped, and fleeing back into the tower he died before Sauron’s feet; and as he died he told his master. “Huan is there!” Now Sauron knew well, as did all in that land, the fate that was decreed for the hound of Valinor, and it came into his thought that he himself would accomplish it. Therefore he took upon himself the form of a werewolf, and made himself the mightiest that had ever walked the world; and he came forth to win the passage of the bridge.
So great was the horror of his approach that Huan leaped aside. Then Sauron sprang upon Luthien; and she swooned before the vapour of his breath. But even as he came, falling she cast a fold of her dark cloak before his eyes; and he stumbled, for a fleeting drowsiness came upon him. Then Huan sprang. There befell the battle of Huan and Wolf-Sauron, and the howls and baying echoed in the hills, and the watchers on the walls of Ered Wethrin across the valley heard it afar and were dismayed.
But no wizardry nor spell, neither fang nor venom, nor devil’s art nor beast-strength, could overthrow Huan of Valinor; and he took his foe by the throat and pinned him down. Then Sauron shifted shape, from wolf to serpent, and from monster to his own accustomed form; but he could not elude the grip of Huan without forsaking his body utterly. Ere his foul spirit left its dark house, Luthien came to him, and said that he should be stripped of his raiment of flesh, and his ghost be sent quaking back to Morgoth, and she said: “There everlastingly they naked self shall endure the torment of his scorn, pierced by his eyes, unless thou yield to me the mastery of the tower.”
Then Sauron yielded himself, and Luthien took the mastery of the isle and all that was there; and Huan released him. And immediately he took the form of a vampire, great as a dark cloud across the moon, and he fled, dripping blood from his throat upon the trees, and he came to Taur-nu-Fuin, and dwelt there, filling it with horror.’
Also, him turning into a vampire isn't him becoming a giant Dracula, as vampires in ME are described as having large bat-like wings for arms.
Sauron in the Second Age
Sauron displaying his more sublte powers. Note that at this time Sauron had already made the One Ring and the Ringwraithers with their aura of supernatural fear were under his command, and yet they would not be able to stand against the mighty army of Ar-Pharazon. At this point Numenor was at the height of its power, having learned much from the Elves both in Numenor and in Valinor (the White Tree of Numenor and later Gondor originated from a seedling from Valinor) and their host very large. Apparently Sauron has no trouble taking on small forces or individual combat, but against an army of Elven-like warriors even he can't go in mace a-swingin' (not that that was his style anyways, Gothmog was always the "bash 'em good" man for Morgoth)Akallabeth wrote: ‘And Sauron came. Even from his mighty tower of Barad-dur he came, and made no offer of battle. For he perceived that the power and the majesty of the Kings of the Sea surpassed all rumour of them, so that he could not trust even the greatest of his servants to withstand them; and he saw not his time yet to work his will with the Dunedain. And he was crafty, well skilled to gain with subtlety when force might not avail. Therefore he humbled himself before Ar-Pharazon and smoothed his tongue; and men wondered, for all that he said seemed fair and wise.’
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Yet such was the cunning of his mind and mouth, and the strength of his hidden will, that ere three years passed he had become closest to the secret counsels of the King.’
Sauron shrugs off lightning like it's nothing.Akallabeth wrote:‘Now the lightning increased and slew men upon the hills, and in the fields, and in the streets of the city; and a fiery bolt smote the dome of the Temple and shore it asunder, and it was wreathed in flame. But the Temple itself was unshaken, and Sauron stood there upon the pinnacle and defied the lightning and was unharmed; and in that hour men called him a god and did all that he would.’
The Fall of Numenor obviously greatly weakened Sauron; at the very least he lost some of his shape-shifting ability, if not other powers. This could explain why he lost the fight against Elendil, Gil-Galad, Isildur, Cirdan and Elrond during the Siege of Barad-dur, powerful as they all were; shape-shifting played a big part in his fight against Huan, and perhaps if he still kept that ability he could've turned into Wolf-Sauron and WTFPWN them. Of course, he wasn't totally powerless by that point...Akallabeth wrote:‘For Sauron himself was filled with great fear at the wrath of the Valar, and the doom that Eru laid upon sea and land. It was greater far then aught he looked for, hoping only for the death of the Numenoreans and the defeat of their proud king. And Sauron, sitting in his black seat in the midst of the Temple, had laughed when he heard the trumpets of Ar-Pharazon sounding for battle; and again he laughed when he heard the thunder of the storm; and a third time, even as he laughed at his own thought, thinking what he would do now in the world, being rid of the Edain for ever, he was taken in the midst of his mirth, and his seat and his temple fell into the abyss. But Sauron was not of mortal flesh, and though he was robbed now of that shape in which he had wrought so great an evil, so that he could never again appear fair in the eyes of Men, yet his spirit rose out of the deep and passed as a shadow and a black wind over the sea, and came back to Middle-earth and to Mordor that was his home. There he took up again his great Ring in Barad-dur, and dwelt there, dark and silent, until he wrought himself a new guise, an image of malice and hatred made visible; and the Eye of Sauron the Terrible few could endure.’
Isildur's account of the duel with Sauron as was written down. Gil-galad was apparently destroyed by some immolation-style attack; whether it was a ranged attack or required Sauron to grab him, it doesn't say further.The Council of Elrond wrote:‘The Ring misseth, maybe, the heat of Sauron’s hand, which was black and yet burned like fire, and so Gil-galad was destroyed; and maybe were the gold made hot again, the writing would be refreshed.’
Sauron in the Third Age
First indication of Sauron's weather-controlling ability, Gandalf certainly doesn't deny Gimli's musing on the subject.The Ring Goes South wrote:“I wonder if this is a contrivance of the Enemy,” said Boromir. “They say in my land that he can govern the storms in the Mountains of Shadow that stand upon the borders of Mordor. He has strange powers and many allies.”
“His arm has grown long indeed,” said Gimli, “if he can draw snow down from the North to trouble us here three hundred leagues away.”
“His arm has grown long,” said Gandalf.
The Ring Goes South wrote:“Then I cannot help you much, not even with counsel,” said Elrond. “I can forsee very little of your road; and how your task is to be achieved I do not know. The Shadow has crept now to the feet of the Mountains, and draws nigh even to the borders of the Greyflood; and under the Shadow all is dark to me.”
Based upon the essay on the Seeing Stones in Unfinished Tales there was an ability known as shrouding, whereby one could prevent someone from using the stones to spy upon you, and that Sauron probably knew this ability. And there are of course other examples, from Morgoth and Ungoliath, of evil creatures being able to hide themselves from the sight of others, usually described in terms of shadows. Though circumstantial, it is not a stretch to say that Sauron also has this similar ability, though it's often hidden in flowery imprecise language.The White Rider wrote:“No, I did not find them,” said Gandalf. “There was a darkness over the valleys of Emyn Muil, and I did not know of their captivity, until the eagle told me.”
The Breaking of the Fellowship wrote:'And suddenly he felt the Eye. There was an eye in the Dark Tower that did not sleep. He knew that it had become aware of his gaze. A fierce eager will was there. It leaped towards him: almost like a finger he felt it, searching for him. Very soon it would nail him down, know just exactly where he was. Amon Lhaw it touched. It glanced upon Tol Brandir - he threw himself off the seat, crouching, covering his head with his grey hood.
He heard himself crying out: Never, never! Or was it: Verily I come, I come to you? He could not tell. Then as a flash from some other point of power there came to his mind another thought: Take it off! Take it off! Fool, take it off! Take off the Ring!
The two powers strove in him. For a moment, perfectly balanced between their two piercing points, he writhed, tormented. Suddenly he was aware of himself again. Frodo, neither the Voice nor the Eye: free to choose, and with one remaining instant in which to do so. He took the Ring off his finger.'
Sauron fights a mental shoving match with Gandalf to dominate Frodo's mind. Though he was almost certainly helped by his connection to the Ring, it did take place some several hundred miles from the Dark Tower.The White Rider wrote: “Some things he has seen, and others I have seen myself. The Ring now has passed beyond my help, or the help of any of the Company that set out from Rivendell. Very nearly it was revealed to the Enemy, but it escaped. I had some part in that: for I sat in a high place, and I strove with the Dark Tower; and the Shadow passed. Then I was weary, very weary, and I walked long in dark thought.”
Again, Sauron demonstrates his ability of controlling various patterns of weather.The Taming of Smeagol wrote:‘The skirts of the storm were lifting, ragged and wet, and the main battle had passed to spread its great wings over the Emyn Muil, upon which the dark thought of Sauron brooded for a while. Thence it turned, smiting the Vale of Anduin with hail and lightning, and casting its shadow upon Minas Tirith with threat of war. Then, lowering in the mountains, and gathering its great spires, it rolled on slowly over Gondor and the skirts of Rohan, until far away the Riders on the plain saw its black towers moving behind the sun, as they rode into the West.’
The possibility that Sauron created the Dead Marshes is raised, not that unlikely given his past abilities to create and control dead spirits.The Passage of the Marshes wrote:“Who are they? What are they?” asked Sam shuddering, turning to Frodo, who was now behind him.
“I don’t know,” said Frodo in a dreamlike voice. “But I have seen them too. In the pools when the candles were lit. They lie in all the pools, pale faces, deep deep under the dark water. I saw them: grim faces and evil, and noble faces and sad. Many faces proud and fair, and weeds in their silver hair. But all foul, all rotting, all dead. A fell light is in them.” Frodo hid his eyes in his hands. “I know not who they are; but I thought I saw there Men and Elves, and Orcs beside them.”
“Yes, yes,” said Gollum. “All dead, all rotten. Elves and Men and Orces. The Dead Marshes. There was a great battle long ago, yes, so they told him when Smeagol was young, when I was young before the Precious came. It was a great battle. Tall Men with long swords, and terrible Elves, and Orcses shrieking. They fought on the plain for days and months at the Black Gates. But the Marshes have grown since then, swallowed up the graves; always creeping, creeping.”
“But that is an age and more ago,” said Sam. “The Dead can’t be really there! Is it some devilry hatched in the Dark Land?”
“Who knows? Smeagol doesn’t know,” answered Gollum. “You cannot reach them, you cannot touch them. We tried once, yes, precious. I tried once; but you cannot reach them. Only shapes to see, perhaps, not to touch. No Precious! All dead.”
The environmental effects of Mordorian industry. Not quite the level of Morgoth's Mt. Everest slag piles, but all the same a very damaging ability. Greenpeace would raise quite a fit (and get eaten by Orcs ).The Passage of the Marshes wrote:‘At last, on the fifth morning since they took the road with Gollum, they halted once more. Before them dark in the dawn the great mountains reached up to roofs of smoke and cloud. Out from their feet were flung huge buttresses and broken hills that were now at the nearest scarce a dozen miles away. Frodo looked round in horror. Dreadful as the Dead Marshes had been, and the arid moors of the Noman-lands, more loathsome far was the country that the crawling day now slowly unveiled to his shrinking eyes. Even to the Mere of Dead Faces some haggard phantom of green spring would come; but here neither spring nor summer would ever come again. Here nothing lived, not even the leprous growths that feed on rottenness. The gasping pools were choked with ash and crawling muds, sickly white and grey, as if the mountains had vomited the filth of their entrails upon the lands about. High mounds of crushed and powdered rock, great cones of earth fire-blasted and poison-stained, stood like an obscene graveyard in endless rows, slowly revealed in the reluctant light.
They had come to the desolation that lay before Mordor: the lasting monument to the dark labour of its slaves that should endure when all their purposes were made void; a land defiled, diseased beyond all healing – unless the Great Sea should enter in and wash it with oblivion.’
A third and more blatant example of weather control.The Muster of Rohan wrote:‘The world was darkling. The very air seemed brown, and all things about were black and grey and shadowless; there was a great stillness. No shape of cloud could be seen, unless it were far away westward, where the furthest groping fingers of the great gloom still crawled onwards and a little light leaked through them. Overhead there hung a heavy roof, somber and featureless, and light seemed rather to be failing than growing.
Merry saw many folk standing, looking up and muttering; all their faces were grey and sad, and some where afraid. With a sinking heart he made his way to the king. Hirgon the rider of Gondor was there before him, and beside him stood now another man, like him and dressed alike, but shorter and broader. As Merry entered he was speaking to the king.
“It comes from Mordor, lord,” he said. “It began last night at sunset. From the hills in the Eastfold of your realm I saw it rise and creep across the sky, and all night as I rode it came behind eating up the stars. Now the great cloud hangs over all the land between here and the Mountains of Shadow; and it is deepening. War has already begun.”
For those people still too dense to get the above.The Siege of Gondor wrote:“Indeed what is the good of even food and drink under this creeping shadow? What does it mean? The very air seems thick and brown! Do you often have such glooms when the wind is in the East?”
“Nay,” said Beregond, “this is no weather of the world. This is some device of his malice; some broil of fume from the Mountain of Fire that he sends to darken hearts and counsel. And so it doth indeed.”
Much is made of Saruman's explosives, but Sauron obviously had the tech as well. It's possible it's one of the things he gave the White Wizard as part of their "partnership". These bombs can also be launched by catapult:The Siege of Gondor wrote:‘The bells of the day had scarcely rung out again, a mockery in the unlightened dark, when far away he saw fires spring up, across in the dim spaces where the walls of the Pelennor stood. The watchmen cried aloud, and all men in the City stood to arms. Now ever and anon there was a red flash, and slowly through the heavy air dull rumbles could be heard.
“They have taken the wall!” men cried. “They are blasting breaches in it. They are coming!”
The Siege of Gondor wrote:But the engines did not waste shot upon the indomitable wall. It was no brigand or orc-chieftain that ordered the assault upon the Lord of Mordor’s greatest foe. A power and mind of malice guided it. As soon as the great catapults were set, with many yells and the creaking of rope and winch, they began to throw missiles marvelously high, so that they passed right above the battlement and fell thudding within the first circle of the City, and many of them by some secret art burst into flame as they came toppling down.’
Quite evident, Mt. Doom is more then just a volcano, it's positively saturated with Sauron's power which has a negative influence on other abilities.Mount Doom wrote: ‘At first [Sam] could see nothing. In his great need he drew out once more the phial of Galadriel, but it was pale and cold in his trembling hand and threw no light into that stifling dark. He was come to the heart of the realm of Sauron and the forges of his ancient might, greatest in Middle-earth; all other powers were here subdued.’
Great would Sauron's mental ability have to be to control his vast armies of hundreds of thousands of beasts and men over many thousands of miles, and in a way it's a weakness for many of his creations to be so dependent on his attention:Mount Doom wrote: ‘And far away, as Frodo put on the Ring and claimed it for his own, even in Sammath Naur the very heart of his realm, the Power in Barad-dûr was shaken, and the Tower trembled from its foundations to its proud and bitter crown. The Dark Lord was suddenly aware of him, and his Eye piercing all shadows looked across the plain to the door that he had made; and the magnitude of his own folly was revealed to him in a blinding flash, and all the devices of his enemies were at last laid bare. Then his wrath blazed in consuming flame, but his fear rose like a vast black smoke to choke him. For he knew his deadly peril and the thread upon which his doom now hung.
From all his policies and webs of fear and treachery, from all his stratagems and wars his mind shook free; and throughout his realm a tremor ran, his slaves quailed, and his armies halted, and his captains suddenly steerless, bereft of will, wavered and despaired. For they were forgotten. The whole mind and purpose of the Power that wielded them was now bent with overwhelming force upon the Mountain. At his summons, wheeling with a rending cry, in a last desperate race there flew, faster then the winds, the Nazgûl, the Ringwraiths, and with a storm of wings they hurtled southwards to Mount Doom.’
The Field of Cormallen wrote: ‘But the Nazgûl turned and fled, and vanished into Mordor’s shadows, hearing and sudden terrible call out of the Dark Tower; and even at that moment all the hosts of Mordor trembled , doubt clutched their hearts, their laughter failed, their hands shook and their limbs were loosed. The Power that drove them on and filled them with hate and fury was wavering, its will removed from them; and now looking in the eyes of their enemies they saw a deadly light and were afraid.’
Suggests that Sauron was responsible for creating the plague, though either for lack of ability or caring it was not directed precisely.Appendix A wrote:‘The second and greatest evil came upon Gondor in the reign of Telemnar...a deadly plague came with dark winds out of the East. The King and all his children died, and great numbers of people of Gondor, especially those that lived in Osgiliath. Then for weariness and fewness of men the watch on the borders of Mordor ceased and the fortresses that guarded the passes were unamnned.
Later it was noted that these things happened even as the Shadow grew deep in Greenwood, and many evil things reappeared, signs of the arising of Sauron. It is true that the enemies of Gondor also suffered, or they might have overwhelmed it in its weakness; but Sauron could wait, and it may well be that the opening of Mordor was what he chiefly desired.’