
One misty September morning, 225 knights assembled themselves on a bridge leading to Farrvell, the capital city of the kingdom Alvurea. 225 men and women lined up, spears in front, to battle the horde of orcs and goblins approaching Adarvd. Their goal was, at least, delay the horde enough so the people could get away, that meant delaying a horde of 90, 000. The Regnasa army could not help because most of them were killed by grey elves, and the remaining helped the citizens escape. The bridge, wolfang bridge, was long, broad, and filed out, with little towers and stuff like that, the knights positioned themselves at the beginning of the bridge and archers in the towers and in the hills nearby. The horde reached them at around dawn, the fighting went on for three days straight, some died from wounds others died from exhaustion. On the evening of the third day the only knight standing was a drow, of an unknown name, and single handedly killed 250 orcs and goblins until he was overwhelmed. If you ever find your self in Advard, there is a black marble statue of the drow and a memorial of the knights who gave their lives to save the kingdom.
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