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The War
CamouFranky
He is catching up to me. I have to run. No time to think. As I run past the corner a large dwarf come out of nowhere with a gigantic hammer and strikes it at me. I dodge at a split second before the hammer brakes a side of the wall. I strike with my dagger, hitting him right in the heart and killing him instantly. I run outside to be greeted by a small platoon of Humans. "Welcome back Private." said Seargent Fijork. :: Back at camp, I tell the story I had just witnessed. "... then I striked the huge dwarf with my dagger, bringing him to the ground." I said. "Wow! That's such a story!" said my best friend Corporal Yerok. "Well, I think if all of us were this good, the war would be over!" I said. "But not all of us are that talented." Yerok said. Throughout the night the two friends played cards until Dwarvern scouts were spotted on the edges of camp. The Dwarves were planning an attack. :: We here our officers scream "Everyone put your gear on!" I put on my Iron gear and bow . I got to my training days... "Put your head down soldier!" Screamed Seargent Fijork. "You gotta get dirty in the mud if you wanna be a Oren Guard!" He screamed to me. I cralled under the barbed wirer and killed the dummy with 3 arrows. "Not bad for a private" he said. "Well, I'm no regular private. My parents died when I was a baby. My village was burned down when I was 15. I was forced to live in the wild with only my pet wolf for protection." "Well, that's quite a story you got there private, but no king or queen will think your gonna be qualified for knight level with that sob story." I zoom back into reality.