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" The troll surveyed the battle. Norsemen, dwarf and troll, all brothers of the bear, hacked and slashed into the Albion horde. The mad troll Cjograx pulled away from a big bearded warrior with an ear and half the man's face clenched in his teeth. The grumpy dwarf Millhaus hurled curses as quickly as he did his axes. The wild Vadi howled his glory to the gods before sinking both axes into a half-ogre's back. The massive Bruner swung his great axe like a farmer, reaping his crop of Albion foes. Gruesome smiled. There was beauty in the simple devastation of their enemies. Blade must be dancing with unchained joy, he thought. The troll deftly evaded a large halberd and punched its owner in the face with his hammer, then stopped over his fallen foe's body. Where was Blade? And Pellien? Other faces floated in the back of his mind, a kobold and a woman?but their names did not come.
What about the Albs? Where were their wizards? They never left a keep without three or four score of the fire-throwing bastards. Why were there no healers for either side? He hadn't even been hit, why did he need a healer anyways? He looked at his bare arms and torso, to the scars he knew so well. He could not remember a battle that wasn't marked on his body. Doubt crept into his mind."
" The troll surveyed the battle. Norsemen, dwarf and troll, all brothers of the bear, hacked and slashed into the Albion horde. The mad troll Cjograx pulled away from a big bearded warrior with an ear and half the man's face clenched in his teeth. The grumpy dwarf Millhaus hurled curses as quickly as he did his axes. The wild Vadi howled his glory to the gods before sinking both axes into a half-ogre's back. The massive Bruner swung his great axe like a farmer, reaping his crop of Albion foes. Gruesome smiled. There was beauty in the simple devastation of their enemies. Blade must be dancing with unchained joy, he thought. The troll deftly evaded a large halberd and punched its owner in the face with his hammer, then stopped over his fallen foe's body. Where was Blade? And Pellien? Other faces floated in the back of his mind, a kobold and a woman?but their names did not come.
What about the Albs? Where were their wizards? They never left a keep without three or four score of the fire-throwing bastards. Why were there no healers for either side? He hadn't even been hit, why did he need a healer anyways? He looked at his bare arms and torso, to the scars he knew so well. He could not remember a battle that wasn't marked on his body. Doubt crept into his mind."
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