The Battle of Getlin

The gnomes started to replinish their race and began to live a new life. School bells ring as the children run out of the shcool house quickly to play in the garden. Prayers can be heard coming from within the temple. Villagers roam the streets as everything is finely alright in their lives.

Well not long after, outside of the village, Noslen Dragonsbane, Leader of the Trollish ARmy got word of the gnomes where abouts. He started informing his army of their plan to send one last and final raid on the gnomes. "We will defeat all, and burn down their buildings!" Noslen shouted. The groups of trolls started to get rowdy, and started to yell, "take no prisoners!"

As the sun rose the trolls were geared up and ready to begin travelling. It was going to be a long journey since they could not pass through Kettin. So they set off on their journey. Walking through the forest, trees started to shake as all of the large trolls marched in sync.

With no worries in the world, and unknowing of the trolls approach, the gnomes continued to live day to day. All of the patrol guards sat around in their guard shack fiddiling with some armor. Lewin paced around his shop building magnificent gnomish clocks. Villagers walked up and down the street engaging in friendly conversation.

Further along their way the trolls stumble into Eria to rest for the night. Later on that night a few of the trolls walked into the bar to have a couple of drinks. While drinking they started to talk among one another about the evil they were about to commit.

A half-elf that goes by the name of Pecious sat in the corner of the bar listening very closely to them. The trolls paid him no mind for the mere fact that they had only one thing in mind, gnomes. After a short while of the trolls talking, Pecious realized what they were planning. As quickly and silently as he possibly could, Pecious made his way out of the bar and on his way to Getlin.

He ran as fast as he could, running out of breath and stumbling to the ground, but continued to move on. He kept travelling straight on through the night. By day break he had reached Getlin, out of breath and looking very tired. He walked straight to the fountain and splashed some water on his face, and then continued straight to the temple to find Craylin.

Once he found Craylin, he informed him on what the trolls were planning and where they were at now. Craylin thanked Pecious for his concern, but told him there wasn't much more that he could do and should return home. Pecious told Craylin, "on behalf of the half-elves, we will help." Craylin gave a brief smile and replied,"thank you for your bravery and help." Craylin told him to hurry as time was growing short.

Craylin then exited the temple right behind Pecious and went around the village in search of Rhyein. He found him laying out in the garden soaking up the morning sun. Craylin told him the news that Pecious had brought and told him that this wasn't enough. Craylin said,"I need you to search the realm and find anyone that is willing to help. It doesn't matter what race, just not troll's, and you must hurry." So Rhyein set off on his journey.

Meanwhile the trolls were making their way through the Fetin Swamp. Knocking trees over as they marched through the thick sludge, nothing was to stand in their way. They kept moving on southward into the city of Windy Bluff. Looking around for any sign of gnomes, luckily none were in sight. The trolls decided that they would go just south of the town Windy Bluff, ans set up camp on the Plains of Gorud.

As time grows even shorter no word has been sent on Pecious' or Rhyein's where abouts. They were still out in the realm gathering up armies of support. Craylin informed everyone in the village about this attack, so the village was dead quiet by nightfall. All of the villagers tucked away safe in their homes, as the guard were standing at the gate while two other guards were high up in the tower, waiting impatiently.

Pecious was on his way back to Getlin with an army of half-elves. They were running through the forest as quickly as possible trying to et back as fast as they could. The nightfall was near its end, so they can't stop now. Pecious urges them to keep moving, for they are running out of time. At the tip of day break they reach Getlin. Pecious shouts,"it is I, Pecious Rashier, General of the half-elven army. We are here to help." Cryalin walks up to Pecious and thank him.

Craylin takes a deep sigh and says,"we still haven't heard from Rhyein, I'm afraid the trolls may have gotten him. And also our time is running very short. I'm afraid that the half-elves and us aren't enough to hold off the attacks of the trolls. We could hold them off for a short while, but in the end we will be defeated." Everyone's smiles soon faded.

As the fog still rises off of the lake in the early morning, the trolls make their way across it silently by boat. They try to see around the forest trees in the fog due to an almost silent noise that was heard up ahead. Unable to see through the thick fog they decided it was nothing. The trolls continue to the other side of the lake and silently exit the boats.

At that same moment Rhyein comes running into the village all alone. He quickly runs up to Craylin. Craylin asks,"where's the extra support?" Rhyein put his hand on Craylin's shoulder and replied,"they're on their way, but I'm afraid it's to late. I passed the trolls as they were crossing the lake. They're only half a days walk away." Craylin sighs and says,"I'm afraid we won't be able to hold them off. I believe it is time to give up." Rhyein's eyes widen as he shouts,"NO! I will never give up."

Rhyein shouted out all archers line up, all swordsmen in front of them. Protect this gate at all costs. We will not be defeated, Rhyein yelled.Everyone ran to their positions and quietly waited. Craylin retreated back to his temple to pray.

The trolls made their way into Varin, and Noslen grouped up his men for one last speech. Noslen began to speak,"men, we are going in there to kill everyone. Nobody lives!" Noslen roared. Noslen continued,"Once we are through brutally slaughtering them, we will burn down their village." Noslen motioned to continue on.

Once they got to the top of a hill, they paused. Not expecting to see such a sight, a large army of gnomes and half-elves lined the gate wall to the village. They weren't to aroused by this, because the army didn't match the hundreds upon hundreds of trolls that stood their. And then a smirk came about Noslen's face, and a loud echoin battlehorn sounded.

Noslen shouted,"Charge!" And the hundreds of trolls roared as they charged down the hill. Rhyein yelled,"ignite your arrows... Set your positions... Get ready... One more second... Get ready... The trolls were getting closer and closer. FIRE! Rhyein roared. Streams of flaming arrows soared through the sky. As they started to come down they nailed some of the trolls wounding them badly.

The other trolls just walked right over them and continued down the hill. More arrows came flying down at the trolls taking more of them to the ground, but the others continued to charge. As they drew closer to the walls the swordsmen took charge.

The sounds of swords slicing through the bodies of trolls echoed throughout the forest. Blood was flying all over everything. A few trolls would hold their arms out as they charged through the army of swordsmen, causing the small gnomes to go flying through the air. The trolls wouldn't get much further after that, because the archers were standing there ready to fire.

After awhile it almost looked like the gnomes were winning, when all of a sudden the back line of the trollish army started throwing boulders twice the size of the gnomes. The first boulders took out a good bit of the archers. The second set of boulders started to demolish the guard wall. It wasn't looking good for the gnomes at this point, but they kept up the fight.

The sounds of roars let off by dying trolls shook the ground. The cries of the gnomes falling was quite saddening. Nobody could've imagined this much tragedy in one day. Fallen bodies were everywhere and the battle still raged on.

From a distance Rhyein stood their watching with a look of sorrow about his face. He couldn't believe what was happening. Then at that instant a loud roar surrounded the forest, and Rhyein's face started to look a little brighter.

At the top of the hill all the elven knights came riding down on their faithful horses, with swords in their hands. Following closely behind them were aryans, humans, glandars, orcs, and every other race one could think of. They all came to help the gnomes.

As the elves rode through the battlefield, they were slicing through trolls left and right. The roars let out as trolls were falling to the ground everywhere. Rhyein started running towards the temple screaming,"Craylin! It's working. It's working Craylin! The others have arrived!"

Craylin stood up from kneeling at the altar, and ran to Rhyein's calling. They both ran outside to watch the battle. Boulders were flying all over the place as the last of the trolls were going out with a fight. The walls came crumbling down as the boulders struck them with a mighty force.

The aryan's came in with the minotaurs and slashed the last of the trolls with their mighty swords. As the last troll fell to the ground a loud cheer echoed through the crowd.

Rhyein broke the cheer to a silence as he yelled,"where's Noslen? I want his head." Everyone looked around, looking at the faces of the fallen trolls. Noslen was nowhere to be found. Rhyein said,"he probably escaped before he too was slayed."

Rhyein yelled," I want to thank all of you for coming to the aid of the gnomes. We all are in debt to you, and will help you anytime you may need it." Rhyein paused and then looked up to Craylin and asked," what do we do now?"

Craylin replied," There comes a time in everyones life when they must start over. We all were down that road not to long ago. Their is many things that must be rebuilt and burials to arrange. We have a lot of work ahead of us." Then Craylin bowed his head and started to chant a powerful mantra, and then a bright light started to emit from his staff.

The sun started to come back out. The wall was once again in tact. The blood disappeared from everyones clothes. The corpses started to evaporate into nothingness one by one until they were all gone.

Everyone looked around, astonished at what they had just witnessed. Everyone started to smile and hug one another, for they were happy to all be alive.

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