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Utter North

The dishevelled black cap sat huddled beneath furs near the fire…Blood leaked from his numerous wounds, fear was etched across his yellow face….he sipped the mulled wine and shivered…”so meny…so meny human fukz…just appeared…we was all in tentz waiting for the morning roust…ya know…pickets set…traps laid….all sortz…spikers, sharpers, cutters…bang,,,fukerz just waltzed in….chuirch wetboyz cleared way…cadres opened up….boom!….shredded the redcaps where they stood….finger wigglerz started to try and cast it up ya know…..pulled apart some legion front ranks…we pulled to ….coated shivs …got in a dirty…fukd up some lives…got in grills…..got stuck few times by wets as they danced past seeking bigger fish….they were going for commanders…shamans…banner bearerz…anything that cud take charge….load of red caps tho..big onez..ya know from up north the really big cuntz near like fukin jotun…formed up…started punishin any mugs who came near…then one of dem paladins turned up…it larfed…fukg larfed…..the reddys stopped dead…tightened up….ready…didn’t matter….they were like kids with twigs trying to fight a bear……blurred into em…just bits of green and red and metal came out of the storm….I sh1t me self I tell ya and don’t care sayin…took apart 15 reddys in as many seconds….then another turned up and walked thru a wall of fire…endin shamans with this horrible singing spear fing…I ran…just fakkin ran…fuk dat…..i aint ……

 

His wounds finally took him…he fell dead…eyes filled with his terror….

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