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Morzan leaped with all his might into the air, unsheathed his dagger, and threw it at samins throat.

Morzan quickly parried the blow with his war hammer and then swung it sideways towards Samins midsection.

hello thar my despotic friend. it is i bounty hunters guild.

here me roar.

i was kinda wondering.

next battle. i should win. i thinks. but you will escape somehow of course. or will you??

The scout ran back to MOrzan.

Morz--er M'lord, they have ammased even more soldiers. an even more sizable force!"

" It's okay. The wolves have alerted their friends, the foxes, we will have around 50 thousand foxes in here by mid day. Morzan said.

" the decision whether we attack or not, is yet ...

they will fall. BATTLE CRY

TATTTAARRIIIII!

hehe

Morzan was enraged. He fell to the ground looking up at Samin walking away.

" Come back you coward! I will have your head!" MOrzan shreiked. He tried to throw his dagger, but his whole body was in pain. He passed out.

a few hours later, soldiers of his army The Forsworn picked him up and ...

The Forsowrn were hearty while discusiing war plans amongst themselves, and drinking and telling stories.

MOrzan sat alone, smoking a bit, imagining the battle in his had, to his own pleasure.

he sipped his whiskey and sharpened the blade of his war axe.

Morzan through himself out of the way, enough to spare his life, but he was stabbed int h shoulder. He could no longer use his war hammer, for his stronger arm, his right, was out of action. he drew his dagger and unleashed a ferl snarl. he knew the battle would be over soon, but he would not let ...

Morzan looked aorund in surpirse.

there is no strike. yet. he thought.

they hiked a few miles from the gates and set up camp. the battle of all battles will be soon. morzan thought, with delight.

Morzan shrieked in agony, ripping the dagger from his chest, while swiging his war hammer down ont he shoulder of Samin.

he rolled away after striking, to take some breath from the skillful strike samin had made.

" IT IS A TRAP! Morzan shouted. he knew soon may of redwalls soldiers woulod surroudn them, or attack their flank.

Perpare for battle men! MOrzan was a very ruthless man, but he felt ashamed that he has led many of these men to their deaths at this battle. he slid his hammer back and forth ...

Morzan quickly sidestepped to avoud becoming the man with two faces.

He spun his war hammer behind his back with his right hand, snagged it with his left, re-grabbed it with both hands and smashed downward with might, letting out a grunt.

we will take down the redwall dwellers, MOrzan said.

he had gather another 20000 wolves for the battle. never before had he ammased a force like this. It will be an amazing battle, Morzan thought with grim plausre, at the thought of tirelessly figthing of hordes of the infidels he was no going to ...

I accept your challenge.

Name: Morzan
Race: wolf
Bio- brave and powerful warlord of the Forsworn

Weapom- a large war hammer, dagger strapped to his leg.

make the first move, samin, though it may be your last!
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