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About this creation
Arat and Donbul were waiting a Tolmostian to deliver them some kings jewels.
Donbul: He is coming, my Lord.
Arat: I see him, my friend.
Tolmostian jumped from his little boat. He was coming from a ship, but ship can`t go on the beach, it is not deep enough.
Tolmostian: Why did you come alone.
Arat: Becouse we didn`t want to be suspicious, there are many Whinthand soldiers in these parts.
Tolmostian: Whatever you say.
Donbul: My Lord, I think I heard something.
Arat couldn`t even turn around, and one orc was already shooting arrows at Tolmostian.
Arat: Prepare for battle Donbul!
Tolmostians body fell in the water.
Donbul: Lets go attack the orc.
Arat: Wait! Thy never come alone.
Then a group of Whinthand soldiers came from the Woods.
Donbul: What should we do?
Arat: I have a plan.
Arat pushed Donbul into the water. He was ready to jump in too.
They jumped in the water and dived deep so that Whinthand soldiers don`t see them.
Whinthand commander: Don`t mind about them, take good things from the boat.
Commander didn`t know that Arat was the king of Folbiorn. He never saw the king.
One orc went to the boat and started looking for goodies.
Whinthand orc: Good, master will be happy.
Whinthand soldiers went back in the woods.
Arat dived out.
Arat: Finally out of water, I almost ran out of air.
Donbul: Agreed, my Lord.
They climbed on the boat.
Arat: We need to get thoose orcs.