Kelnin meets some gnomes.

Kelnin lanced the bunyip's mind with psychic assaults, destroying it's sanity.  He had been in the Morkut swamp in the far south of Lorria, for many days know, mostly because he was lost.  But early that  morning he had run into a nest of bunyips, little troublesome water fey.  He twirled his spear and cut a bunyip in half, then he made a stone destroy another bunyip.  Finally, the remaining bunyips retreated into the water, leaving Kelnin alone in the glade.  He took a drank of water, ate some bread he had stolen, then set of again at a jog.  After a few hours, he came to a small swamp village, mostly comprised of gnomes and eldarr, he went to the town square to hear the news.  A satyr stood atop a bench, but instead of handing out mail and shouting out the news, the crier was telling people about a dark elf army heading this way.  Kelnin pulled his hod farther over his face, and lingered on the outskirts of the crowed, the people started to clamor and panic, the town crier told everyone not to panic, a small battalion of elves was coming to guide the people to a nearby citadel.  the people of the village gathered up their belongings and waited for the battalion of elves, they never came, Kelnin hatched a plan to leave the town.  A gnome came to the village and reported the drow were hours away, the villagers started fleeing the village, many were turned into drow slaves.  The dark elf army came into view around two ere noon, and they surrounded the village and the remaining inhabitants.  Kelnin teleported away from the village, but then a force, drow mages most likely, pulled him toward the army, he appeared by the mages, who quickly regretted pulling him to them.  After he killed the mages, a group of soldiers lowered their pikes and ran at Kelnin, who jumped up, landed on their pikes and decapitated them, he then exploded a cluster of wagons, but then a platoon of drow came up behind Kelnin and surprised him, one cut his arm.  Kelnin yelped in pain, then electrified the one who cut him, slashed another with his spear, but then a dark elf came up behind and cut his left shoulder, again.  Kelnin jumped up horizontally, and kicked the drow in the face, but then he fell flat on his face.  He got up, and shook himself.

"Definitely not as agile as I used to be."  Kelnin stood up and looked around, dark elves were detaching from the rear of the army to confront him, he froze four of them, threw his spear into another, but the others got right up to him, Kelnin dodged sword strokes and jabs with spears, he grabbed one of their swords and stabbed the owner.  Kelnin twirled and slit four dark elves necks, then a drow parried his sword, Kelnin made a wave of blinding light shoot into the faces of his enemies.  A group of drow archers came near the elf, they readied to fire, Kelnin ran jumped, landed on one of them, grabbed another, pulled back his hair back and slit his throat, he then descended on the other archers.  But as he walked away from the carnage,  a dark elf warlock stepped in front of him, the gray elf prepared for battle.  The warlock drew a sigil in the ground, and prepared his spells, while Kelnin rested his mana, and prepared his defences.  They bowed to each other, as was the courtesy of a one-on-one spell duel, Kelnin's opponent gathered dark energy around his hands and fired a ray of shadow, then lanced out with a mental assault, doing exactly what Kelnin wanted him to do.  Kelnin pushed away the psychic attack, then lanced the warlocks mind barriers in several places, almost breaking into the warlock's mind.  The drow pushed the other back with a wall of pure force, Kelnin threw a fireball, which the warlock canceled out with his own fire.  The amzari sent an earth shock, then some lightning, and some vine lashes, the dark elf blocked them all, except the vines, which whipped his faces.  Kelnin never really had the patience for the back-and-forth rhythm of spell duels, so he charged the mage with his sword blazing, and slashed the witch across the chest, setting his robes fire.  Kelnin brushed off his leather jerkin, adjusted his black cloak and tried to run from the drow army, who had started burning the village.  As Kelnin reached some hills outside the town, he heard screaming and the metal ring of swords, he turned away from the village and went into the forest.  Later that day, as the sun was setting he met some gnomes some miles away from the army and village, who let him stay with their caravan, and they fed him supper that night.  Kelnin curled up in his sleeping mat, thinking of his home, and all the events until now, and like that he faded into sleep, filled with fitful dreams.