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This is YOUR story, set in the fantasy world of Tyria. You can do anything you want.
This choice: ''My name is Durandal.''  •  Go Back...
Chapter #4

Durandal

    by: Unknown
I raised my head to stare their leader in the eyes, his pale, charcoal like skin contrasting with his red eyes.

I gulped at the sight of him, and shakily spoke, "My name is Durandal, o-of Castleford." And as I said that, the watching Drows laughed, while they're leader smirked, scratching his long white hair.

"Where else would you be from human!" He chuckled, pushing himself off of his throne, and walked over to me, raising my chin to face him, while the Drow's holding down my arms grunted.

"Why were you trespassing on our land," he asked me, his cold breath hitting me, chilling me to the bone, It's not normal for a human, let alone a child to enter the West Side of Tyria. Speaking of that, how were you able to even make it to this part of Tyria? The Orcs or Dwarves would have captured you before you got here."

"I-I don't know," I gulped, adjusting my body, and then hung my head, "I apologize for my intrusion."

"You think we care about your apologies?" the leader forced my head to the ground, placing his foot on top of my head, restraining me.

"Take him to the dungeons," the leader chuckled, "And have someone inform Ragor of his presence. He'll be glad to finally have a live human test subject." I felt his foot lift itself off of my head, and I was forced to my feet by the guards, and it was then I realized my small advantage over them.

I was slightly taller than the Drows, all of them being around 3' to 4'5", while I was 5'5", a whole foot taller than them.

I could try to escape, but if I were to be caught, I could be put under harsher circumstances.

Though if I stay, I'll be tested on by them.

Or I could try holding one of them hostage, and try to escape that way.

You have the following choices:

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1. Try to Escape the Drows

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2. Stay with Them and be Tested on

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3. Take a Hostage

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