NationStates Jolt Archive

The diplomatic party of 50 troll warriors and the ambassador, Rivanda, set off into the Great Wood to the Tribes of Lemuria.

The Great Wood was alive with warriors, Beastigors, Ungors, Gors and many other gathering weapons. The smell of trolls had entered the great wood, and the Lemurians had a few bad experiances with them.

Trolls were stupid, even more so then Lemurians, and they were hungry. Lemuria, being so close, ususally ended up being food. Countless wars had been waged between the two races. The Waterscreech tribe was closest, and thier warriors were moving first. Roars and yells echoed through the Gtreat Wood as the Lemurians worked themselves into a blood frenzy, running at the area where the smell of the trolls was.

Finally the trolls were in sight, and a Chaoslord raised a huge battle axe above his head, charging towards the ambassador.

If the Trolls had something to say they had better say it quick.

Rivanda sidestepped and wrestled the Chaoslord into the ground. Furious combat ensued, both recieving many wounds, and then some more trolls started attacking the Chaoslord, who eventually was subdued. The trolls threw him into the rest of the tribe.

The Chaoslord had the strength of nearly 6 men, and threw the trolls off him. He was the leader of this warband for a reason, being the strongest of them all. He cleaved into many a troll, as his 150+ warriors began to encircle the Trolls, about to attack.

(If your going to tell them to stop so we can get some diplomacy going, youd better do it quick.)

Rivanda holds his warriors back; he steps forward in front of the horde. Unfortunately, the Lemurians cannot understand his guttural Trollish.

"He speaks Chaoslord."

The Lemurians were quite perplexed. In all thier years, no troll had ever bothered talking to them. What did it want? The Chaoslord backed up, away from the trolls and told one of his fastest warriors to fetch a Witch Doktor. The warrior went off, running as fast as he could.

The Chaoslord made the sign for the Troll's to wait.

A few minutes later, the warrior had returned with a Witch Doktor, who quickly cast a few spells that glittered in the air. Now they could all understand each other.

The Chaoslord spoke first. "What is it you want Troll?"

"I have been sent by our mighty King, Djupetfodd II. We do not come for fighting" Rivanda said. There was general consent among the trolls.

"Of course not. Trolls come for eating!"

The Chaoslord's warrirors grumbled and shouted in agreement.

"Insolent human!" Rivanda cried. "Take us to your overlord!"

"What did you call me? Human? Surely you are BLIND as well! Do you not see my cloven feet? My horns? My height? My patience grows weary troll."

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