The elves delved deeper and deeper. The walls pressed in on them, and it felt as if the ceiling could collapse at any moment. This place was alien to them, as they had spent their entire lives in the vast desert, and here there was very little space, just a narrow tunnel leading into the unknown. Fear overwhelmed Kale, but he tried not to show it and led his people forward, hoping that Elo would help them escape this terrible place.
It was comforting that the road was peaceful and uneventful... until we met dwarves and trolls fighting each other. Each side offered to join them, but first, we wanted to find out what the conflict was about. It turned out that the dwarves had come to the trolls' tunnels for ore and had started killing them, so they started a war, and therefore I decided to join the trolls. The battle was tough, but we still won. After killing the last dwarf, a troll named Zurg appeared and said that this was not the end and that we needed to complete another task. It consisted of sneaking into the dwarves' Fortress and killing their commander. According to the troll, the Fortress was poorly defended, as most of the dwarves were currently fighting in the tunnels.
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We started out as a group of six, fighting a spider and ants.
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Then, suddenly, they appeared.
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I was given a squad of five trolls.
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Death to the greedy!