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The large troll-like creature crashes through the brush, crushing all plantlife underneath him. Breathing hevily he stops to think. \" UGAH!! Bad peepul!! Krog get in trooble!!\" He said in disgust, and fled off again through the high plant-life.
Following his tracks, two nimble human-like creatures bent low to the ground sniffed furiously for a track. One perked its ears, and fled into the woods.
Krog was sitting on a log, catching his breath. He spotted a fine-looking rat scavenging about and siezed it. With satisfaction, he munched happily, thinking about what happened...
Krog was walking in the woods looking for a good meal to start the day. He decided to stop in the town for a nice dwarf-filled breakfast. Before he reached the city limits, he felt the odd feeling of being watched. He shook it off and headed into town. A dash in the bushes made him startled. He drew a large stick and held it in a defensive position. Suddenly, two scrawny creatures jumped from the bush and swiped the club away before he could react. Then they attacked his feet, causeing him to fall. They started to do something, he couldnt see, but it hurt....
Krog now looked around for signs of danger. Feeling secure, he rose up and spat out the remains of the rat. Now he continued through the woods, in search for food.
Another rustle in the bushes made him grab for his club. Before he could swing, he found himself on the ground with a huge \"THUD\"
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