The Dwarf King and his companions trudged through the murky darkness. The eerie forest surrounded them as the mud clung to their boots. Moving as quietly as they could the Dwarves formed up as their plan had been. Ahead of the king was the small Elven outpost, along the border of their former lands. The king had heard that a small number of his kinsmen were being held there. Two marksdwarves to burst through the close door while two hammerdwarves rush in and finish the elves off. Mean while the King along with two axedwarves hack through the flimsy wooden walls in the prisoners cell, before carting them off.
The door flung off its hinges, the startled elves turned, 2 with bows, 2 with whips. The dwarves charged through, first the marksdwarves. The Dwarves fired off a bolt each, both a perfect shot, they pierced the bow elves skulls. Another elf drew back his hand and threw forward his hand, the whip trailing behind it wrapped around the crossbow, the elf pulled back and it flew from his hand.
The elf had taken from him his beloved crossbow... The Dwarf flew into a fit of rage he sprinted at the elf and tackled him to the ground, he clawed at the elf with his dirty hands like a predator would his prey. The two hammerdwarves charged through and killed the last elf. With the elves killed the dwarves took a lit torch and threw it on the wooden floor, quickly lighting the room. The back wall of the prisoners cell fell inwards and strong hands cut their bonds and pulled them out, as silent as the grave the rescuers headed back to camp.
You make plans to leave, sail north and find... Interesting stuff. A few days before you leave the pirate lord approaches you.
“M'Lord. I heard you're to set sail, I know a place to the north. A place where you may gain allies, or enemies. I will lead you there, but on my terms. Only you, I and my crew.”
Do you agree to his terms or go your own way?
Sorry for not putting more, I'm just so tired ;_;
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Topic: Ozymandias, King Of Kings, God of Caves, Wizard. (Read 109369 times)