| |You were an elf in Trollberg city. The elves were no bigger than a nickel. They were invisible to humans, thank goodness. You wandered the wall of the city for a while until you stumble across a small village. You wander for a small amount of time until another elf tackled you. You both stumble and he uses his staff to hold you down. “Trespasser! Who are you, why are you here? State your business!” | |He commands. It was a deep and gravely voice with a Scottish accent to it.
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