[Author's note: Drole's point of view]
It wasn't too long ago that it all happened. Right, only 2 years since that tragic day but I remember it all like it was yesterday.
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My people prided themselves on our strength and intelligence so my size was common here. Perhaps I was among the shortest, only by a few inches though.
The village had a bountiful harvest of crops, floral and greenery grew everywhere we walked. It was beautiful. Women, men, elders and even the children took care of the village while the warrior troupes protected and hunted for food. We all relied on each other, we were all strong, we were all family.
Related by blood or by sweat we were bonded by love and trust.
"Brother!" My younger brother Vroal, met me at the entrance of the village.