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Vortor Ironclad and Glosur were speaking to each other when suddenly, figures leapt up from various nooks around them. They were Moredain soldiers, and several of them! Glosur Vortor and their guards drew their weapons, but they were surrounded by the Moredain. The Moredain captain stepped forward and spoke in broken common.

"Come with us willingly and we won't hurt you."

Suddenly, a loud battlecry in an unfamiliar language called out from a nearby hill. Several soldiers clad in green and grey charged into the Moredain warriors. Upon closer inspection, they appeared to be Tauredain soldiers, doing battle with their cousins. One in particular, weilding a curious weapon, caught their attention. The sergeant duelled this Tauredain warrior, but the fight didn't last long. The Tauredain lopped of the Moredain's head, and it rolled to the floor. The remaining Moredain scattered back into the hills.

The warrior turned to the Dwarves. "I don't know how but they knew you were coming. Leave before more arrive. I suggest you do not return to this turbulent land."

Quetzalcoatl began to lead the other Tauredain away from the battle.