as the kobold sifts through the elven remeneats of the last elven fortress ( i am using mods to colonize as elfs if anyone see the fort; tree fortress then that is a diffrent one) he see a small booklet: a dyed and platinum bound book: he immedaitly lunged at the "shinie" the kobold remebered his name "jeebis" as he was called from his fellow tribes mates. he began to read the book on a skull of some poor elf: this book had the entire settlements rise and fall it talked about death and riches: it is a 20 page book:
entry one: we finnaly arived at this wonderous location: the birds are singing the unicorns are grazing and- why do we have so many spiders following us? and alo just because our fort is named horse grzed doseant mean we have a HUNDRED horses following us- they'll eat everything!
entry two: the caravan is coming!: they have so many bows and food to replenish our supply's! this settlement might actually survive what with the food shortages and those fluffy wamblers eating our supply.
entry 3: oh god... oh god... some kobold came into my room and stole my earrings! and then he shanked my liver, i guess i am going to have to stay on water or i might get over intoxicated.... wait.. do i hear swords? oh god... i think something is happening and... is that a tree house collapsing?? oh god the DWARFS ARE COMING! they are razing the village! we are doomed.... oh god oh god.... please... save this tree house....
entry 4: is that a forest FIRE!?!? oh god... oh god i hope the other elves are okay... * there is blood spattering on the page and the rest of the writing in on the page is using red ink, oh my.
forests forests, fires fires, ashes and ashes we all are ashes... the dwarfs are coming with their axes and torches to burn us elf's to turn the elfs into ashes and ashes... those who run will be swiped by their blood steel swords and their axes as blue as the ocean... blood covers the trees.. the forests are burning the trees are aching and the birds are being cooked all is dying under the dwarfs sickle and axe and pick those who resist will be punished with sword and bolt: they ahve to pay.. they all have to pay... they will pay with blood and arrow... as they chop we plant and as they fight we take those who have fallen and try to teach tem are ways.. all they do is slaughter and kill... adn when we try to ask us nicely they trap us in cages and laugh... i hear the tree house creeking i know what is happening... i will get out and kill all those stone clinging axe wielding DEMONS OF THE UNDERWORLD SUN OF A DWARFS!entry 5: i just saw the mayor charge out and singe handedly kill off the entire dwarven siege... damn he shot dwarf left and right then he grabbed one of their axes and loped heads of left and right, too bad he bled to death... we found a pick mwhahaha we found their secret of their power: we ill dig into the earth: destroy our enemies: fight fire with holy fire: we have figured out a way to imbue metals into plats: we could grow anything: even adamantine given enough time our elfs will fight off the dwarfs with adamantine swords and shields.
entry 6: you should of seen the faces of those damned dwarfs when i charged at them in full adamantine class while the archers shot those who i missed pure terror: i loved the blood of our enemies spilling for those whose actions that haven't been payed with rustic for the last hundred years: w struck the earth with ease as if we were the dwarfs them selves.
entry 7: we sacrificed some of our civilain clothing field for our adamantine plants so we could continue getting more and more powerful crossbows and swords: we must keep our little secret from the dwarfs: our plants are our secret if they take that away from us we will be nothing and one of our elfs made something that can show pue death to the dwarves who abused their powers this: a adamantine sword with countless numbers of us striking them down and vice versus: and it it self!: there is alot of stuff on it: the thing will go to our elfvensword lord: she will slaughteralteast a thousand dwarfs with that one
as you finish reading the 7th entry you hear footsteps: ELFS! you get out of their and decide to read the rest in the morning those crazy basterds will probably kill you as fast as a heart beat.
i will post the rest tommorow for i am going to bed