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Choices of Angmar: the Dwarf

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

They arrived at the gates bruised and battered but determined yet. As they neared the Angmarrim Troll Pens, they could make out a figure waiting for them. 

Cedmon stood there, arms crossed, leaning against a wall. The ground around him was littered with the bodies of fallen enemies, a stark contrast to his attitude of nonchalant impatience.

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