Peering through the thinning mist, the dark
robed Ranger whispers to one of his associates…
‘Send word to the prince. We’ve found a way
in.’
The Wizard with him, chants a few
incantations and a shimmering image of a songbird forms in the air and flies
quickly away from him.
‘What shall we do now?’ Asks the well-armoured
Warrior beside them.
‘We wait’ whispers the Ranger. ‘We wait for
reinforcements’.
The armoured Warrior scowls and grumbles, ’They’re
only orcs’.
‘True’ responds the Ranger, ‘but they are
many. More than I’ve ever seen in one place’.
‘Pah!’ spits the Warrior. ‘Even a hundred of
them would fall easily before us’.
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