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As the troll steps though the gate to camalot, he is over brought with a sense of joy. Such a city was common sight in his home world, and for a second, he though he was home.
"Have we arrived in my world? This looks so much like home!" He says, leaping up and down with joy. But quickly this leaves him, and he is suddenly down trotten.
"No way this could be home.....If it were, I would be seeing Dazzle casting off spells from here...." The troll says, sadly, almost on the verge of crying.
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Upon hearing what the troll said, Manuel remained entirely indifferent. Afterall, he hadn't seen any of his friends or mother every since he joined the army. To him, this was a normal thing, expecting to see someone atleast remotley familiar, but only to find its someone completely different. That summed up most of Rojo's life to begin with. "Where to now?" He asked without expression, seemingly undetered.
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The down trotten troll begins to think, scratching his chin. Such a large city should have somewhere where someone would tell them where the hell they were. A city leader, or something of that sort. Although, if this city was hostile to them at first sigh, they might need to quickly retreat to the gate.
"I say we go up to the city...cautiously....and ask about it first...." The troll tells his human friend. "Although you should be the one to do so....they may have a dislike of trolls here..my people aren't exactly the most...friendly...." He adds, remembering the great troll rampage after the fall of the radiant. "Not friendly at all...."
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Manuel merely sighed and nodded, and began leading the way, depsite having absolutely no idea as to where they had to go. They weren't exactly in the city, but it was in-sight. They were on the outside of it, on a grassy field. No trees in-sight. Though the air felt refreshing, Manuel seemingly wasted no time and walked a pace that the troll could keep up with. "Do you miss this....'Dazzle' guy you keep saying? Was he your husband or something?" The curious soldier asked, his head turning slightly to the troll.
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"I'll pretend that was a joke. Where I am from, the religious order would kill someone for such a quip....He was sorta a father to me.....he thought me everything I know....even managed to grant me immortality, in a sense.....but...he was more so a great friend....And one crazy son of a bitch...." The Troll says, the last bit a chuckle, as he remembered the crazy adventures him and the purple priest had embarked on. "I think he would of liked you.......hell, maybe he might end up here too, if Nothel smiles upon my fate."
And with that, the troll begins to speed up in his movement, wanting to get to the city faster. By now the tar had hardened, and is now cracking and peeling away from the purple, blackish cloth, having been stained by the tar.
"What was your world like?" Naz asks, now curious about where this man, who looked like a young sniper, had come from.
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Manuel sighed, almost hesitant to speak. "Mine is.....modern with technology...but war is so common that is the basic economy. As long as there was someone who wanted someone else to be dead, there was business, and child soldiers were also a thing." He said before stretching. "I was drafted when I was eight, was made Liutenent at twelve. I know over one hundred ways to kill a man, and that's just with my hands. In-fact, I was called Senor Sangre, which means Mr.Blood." Throughout all of this, his voice remain indifferent, as if this was not taboo. "Being forced in this, it makes you feel nothing of killing another person, but my world still had it's rules and such. Also, I asked if he was your husband since that is allowed in my world. I tend like guys anyway." He said with a shrug and dull expression. "Magic isn't considered real in my world, it's only spoken of in fables and stories. It''s almost depressing.
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"Hmm...surprisingly, not much different than my world, in terms of war, and in terms of children having to fight....." The troll retorts, but by then, they reach the city gates. He seems to move back slightly, and motions for his human friend to approach the gate.
"Human's first......" He says, before hiding in the near by trees. He remembers the time he watched his people wiped out, for the most part, by the great human crusade...his brother, his father......so many trolls eviscerated....... splattered....the memories......but that was then, and this is now.
After that moment of pulling himself together, the troll leaps down from the tree, and walks with his new friend. "Ya know what...let's go forward together...if they try to attack us, then we have a better chance of fighting them...." He says, before walking towards the front gates.
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Manuel watched as the troll jumped into the tree, only to come back down with a somewhat and half-assed reason as to why they should go in together. However, Manuel was in no sort of mood to point it out, so he simply shrugged. "Sure." He said simply as he cocked his AK, ready to pretty much kill anyone on site. He followed behind him, AK up and pointed, just in case something pops up and he needs to fire quickly.
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"Put that down...if they were going to attack us, most likely, they would of done so at this range." He says, noting a guard tower near the small town they were heading to. "Seems like a nice place......maybe it has someone who can explain to us where we are...." He says.
The first arrow flies true, embedding itself into the flesh of Naz's stomach. Several bandits storm from the side of the road, aiming to mug the poor fools on their walk. Ripping the arrow from his gut, Naz prepares a energy bolt to fire at the nearest bandit.
"Get ready my friend, seems like we are going to have a good fight on our hands!" He roars.
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"Put down?" Manuel said, almost teasingly. "They don't always have to use ranged-tactics in attacking, or in-" The soldier was interrupted by the arrows, his eyes widening as he saw one hit the creature. Almost immediately, out of instinct, all went quiet to Rojo as he took aim at the men before firing off at high-speeds, the bangs attracting the attention of several guardsmen. Three bandits fell, blood soaking their clothes as they heaved out their last yell of pain.
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