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Message: <blockquote data-quote="DrZombie" data-source="post: 3914488" data-attributes="member: 15640">Karg the Ogre was born under unlucky stars. He was enslaved by the humans in his early youth, and sent to the gladiator schools. For years he knew only the savage ways of the Colloseum, fighting the elder races for the delight of the human conquerors. he became good at the slaughter, but never revelled in it. Then one day.The revolt. For years we talked about it, made plan after plan. Shorazim the Elf was right, the humans would never let us go. Oh how they hounded us. We won two battles, and still they came. We fled to the mountains. Kharruzdam was so sure we could find help there. But after the slaughter at Thurrim's height, the dwarves would not pay with the blood of their women and children anymore, and we were asked to leave. Can't blame the dwarves for abandoning us. Why risk another city for a handfull. And still the humans followed us, like mad beasts on a scent. One by one we were killed. And now I lay the last of my friends to rest. Dawn comes. They'll be here soon. Better to die a free man then to live as a slave. You were right, Shorazim.There's your fantasy character  <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f600.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":D" title="Big grin    :D"  data-smilie="8"data-shortname=":D" /></blockquote>