(( This is the extended bio of Unreal and Fuzz. ))
Unreal was born in the lost woods of Ar'sun where the last troll tribes took refuge
from the dwarves and orcs who have united against them and drove them out of their homeland.
The once big troll empire split up into 5 tribes. The Stoneaxe tribe, the Sunlance tribe, the Bloodeye tribe, the Redspark tribe and the Ironskin tribe.
Being son of the Gran'dez he grew up in the Stoneaxe tribe as a hunter.
His mother was killed in the "Roh fuun", where the Redsparks attacked his tribe with explosive weapons, setting most of the huts on fire.
Wanting revenge he went out alone with just a bow and some arrows. He didn't look out for traps and step on a pressure plate, setting of some explosives which luckily just knocked him unconscious.
He woke up in a dark, dirty prison cell. He shared a room with a peredhel. He was sitting on the floor with his hair over his face, just staring at the ground.
For the first few hours there was just silence, save for the background sounds of someone being interrogated somewhere in this dwarven prison.
But then the half elf started to talk.
Half elf: "Why are you here troll?"
Unreal sat down and said.
Unreal: "To be honest, I don’t even know...
Why are you?"
A guard opened the cell door placed a cup of ale on the floor and threw some bread down.
Dwarf guard:"Eat it, its your last meal."
He locked the old iron door and walked away.
Half elf: "Anyway they call me "Fuzz"
I was betrayed but I won’t fail again, with your help of course.
So I made a plan.
Do you see the guard there? Just play along and when he gets into the cell hit him unconscious."
Fuzz stood up and threw the cup at him.
"Hey guard, what kind of ale is this?"
Unreal took a rock from the floor, hid in a dark corner and got ready.
The dwarf grabbed his gun and opened the door, slowly walking towards Fuzz.
Dwarf guard: "You are going to pay for that!"
He aimed at Fuzz. Unreal came out of the corner and hit him on the head with the rock.
The rock smashed on the dwarfs helmet. The guard turned around.
Unreal pushed the gun away so it wasn't facing at him.
Fuzz kicked the dwarf to the wall took his gun and shoot him.
Unreal: "What is even going on here? Where are we, and why are the dwarfs here?"
Fuzz: "We are in a dwarven military outpost near a huge forest. They got here about a few months ago.
The other guards most likely heard the gun shoots and they will come for us.
I know someone that might be able to help us, just follow me."
After sneaking around several guards, they found Emeline in a cell inside guard captain's room.
His room was filled with various artifacts and goods.
Emeline seemed to know Fuzz very well.
Emeline: Daniel? How did you esca... Not important, hurry try to open the door. We don’t have much time!
Footsteps and talking could be heard from outside the room.
Dwarf guard captain: Check all the rooms! We need to find them!
Dwarfs: Yes captain!
The dwarfs kicked in the door and surrounded them quickly. Without any escape chance Fuzz and Unreal were forced to surrender.
They were sentenced for execution.
The execution platform was placed near the wall facing the courtyard where the guards were usually training.
They were brought to the platform, where the executioner and the guard captain were waiting for them.
The Dwarf guard captain crouched down whispered to Fuzz.
Guard captain: "You aren’t lucky enough today, eh? Hahaha..."
He stood up and spoke to the guards.
"Dwarf guard captain: Today, we are facing the execution of a troll and a half elf.
They are are sentenced for: Trespassing, murder and attempted escape.
And they will pay in blood! Executioner, get ready. Troll step forward, and face justice!"
The executioner sharpened his axe and got ready for the first swing.
Suddenly burning arrows arched through the sky, hitting the executioner and setting most of the tents and houses on fire.
An explosion forced the main iron gate of the little fort open. War dogs ran through it seconds later, followed by a group of Stoneaxe warriors, and hunters.
Gran'dez, Unreal’s father freed Fuzz and Unreal.
The battle ended in victory of the tribes, although they lost a lot of good warriors. The remaining dwarves abandoned the small fort and ran for their lifes.
The trolls looted and destroyed the fort.
Fuzz found a keg of fine Dwarven beer opened and poured it in a pair of cups.
Unreal sat down took a cup and toasted to victory.
Unreal: "So your name is Fuzz?"
Fuzz: "Its my nickname. And what’s your name?"
Unreal: "Unreal"
Fuzz: "Nice to meet you Unreal."
Fuzz stood up, drank the rest of his drink, threw it away and went to loot the captains room.
Searching through the captain's quarters they found a map of an ancient abandoned city. After showing it to Gran'dez and after a long discussion with the other trolls, he sent Unreal and Fuzz to find out why It was so important to the dwarves.
Marching for a week through the forest wasn't easy but, after a long walk they got to Deadfang pass. They weren’t the only ones wanting to pass.
The dwarves who managed to escape the battle, including the captain, were already halfway over the bridge, setting up explosives to blow up the
last way out of Al'sun and so seal off the troll tribes away from the rest of the world forever. There wasn’t much time but, they made a hasty plan.
Fuzz slowly walked to them and started talking while Unreal got to a high point and shoot the captain of the bridge.
The last few dwarves of the once big army fell one by one.
There was only one thing left. The explosives were attached to the bridge with a timer on them. Neither of them knew how to disarm it and it was too heavy to throw off the bridge.
The only option was to run, and so they did. The explosives went off just as they got across. The bridge collapsed and fell into the Abyss like depth between the two surrounding mountains.
With a quest on their shoulders they went following the marking on the map.
(( Thanks to everyone that helped me write this.
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