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Loud noises outside his room woke Mohrin, he got up from his bed and dressed himself. Soon, he heard a knock on the door. "Enter" he said, and a gaurd stepped into his room. "The ship is under attack, these pirates have been plundering the palace's ships for a few months now. We need everyone able to fight up on deck." A whisteling sound entered the room, followed by a big explosion. "We're hit!", Mohrin could hear men shouting and screaming. As they left the room, three guards were trying to move a large cannon to the side of the ship. Another whistle. No explosion this time, the pirates must have missed. Mohrin followed the guard as they ra

The next morning Mohrin ate his last chunks of bread. Last night he had no nightmares, and he was happy he made the choice to leave this small town. After he packed his belongings     –what wasn't what you could call much- he locked the door to his appartement and burried the key next to the door. "I won't be needing this for a very long time" he said to himself. As he walked down the road to the docks he saw other men saying goodbye to their houses and families too. The job at the palace paid good, unlike the jobs most man had around this small town. As Mohrin walked up the peir to the large ship, he spotted Thindores. He was checking names

Nightmares "Another nightmare!": Mohrin cursed heavily while he put on his wollen tunic. These nightmares had come to him for nearly two weeks now, they were really freaking him out now. All these monsters, so dark, so evil. It wasn't like they were hurting him in his dreams, something worse he found out in the last few dreams. The monsters just gazed at him, semmingly awiting for something. Still, it was just a dream. When he was fully dressed, he ate a chunk of bread and left his small appartement in the small city of Kanntra. He needed to find work, his cash was running low since he lost his last job as a blacksmith attendant. Somehow, wh