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Stone Dwarf(Ch:III)
Please R&R
Dead bodies all around him. Scarred, mutated, orcs. He threw down his axe and fell to his knees. Everyone in Sallin was dead. His left shoulder was cut deep and his leg was trobbing with pain. He picked up his blood stained axe. Someone big was coming towards him, then again everyone was big to a Dwarf. It was an Imperial soldier. Branded with the seal of the ancients around his neck and dressed in the Armour of kings, he rode a mighty, white steed towards Trumb. Trumb bowed his head low as the Soldier came to a halt beside him. "Stand Dwarf, for it is I who should bow to you" he said. "You have served the Gods and your people well, you have weakened the orc's forces". "Thank you, kind sir" replied Trumb. "Tell me" said the soldier. "Where is my father?". "Everyone is dead, I'm sorry. What is your name?" asked Trumb. "My name is Goran. And whats your name?". "Trumb, sir". "Well Trumb, I've seen your skill with both blade and axe and with my skill with a bow, we could hold back the tide of orcs together". "What do you say?". "Alright, then but we best make a move on!"
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One ring to rule them all
One ring to find them
One ring to bring them all
And in the darkness bind them
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