Nr_Yet1208

~In a world where death is everywhere and the gods do nothing, living is hardly a blessing. The dark realm- the gods call this world. 
One day or rather one night, a young man- Daarc Green, finds himself stranded in the middle of a forest. He is hunted by goblins and then the undead. But wasn't he in his room all this time? And why would these things come after his life? Things didn't make sense but he marched deeper into the forest and met a statue of an angel.
Will he survive to tell the tale?~

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Dawn- An age of Darkness

"But the dwarves would have lost and-" The dwarves were clearly at a disadvantage.

Jori chuckled. "Sometimes you can be naïve too. Though- I don't dislike that about you." He squirmed around. I was disgusted and he probably knew that. "Ahem! Anyway, they were getting backed by the goblins you killed. They were going to use that whole city as bait. That was why they never exterminated the goblins. Everything was already set up. And as you might expect, the dwarves had very high firepower and they were going to use that- if only a certain someone hadn't shown up. And once you got rid of their ace in the hole, they became desperate, didn't they?"

I hated to admit this but- I was played on more than just one occasion. And now that I thought about it- a lot of stuff did make sense, albeit in not the way I hoped.

I sighed. "And I can trust your words because?"

Maybe mortals really are- (Part two)