that this Shaman must have been the cause of the Black Death.

Ethan then attempted to sneak out of the Midgard encampment but a hunter had caught onto his scent. Ethan looked at the hunter who was about to fire his bow and before the Hunter could get a shot off, Ethan drew his stilleto, and threw it at the hunter splitting the string of his bow and stabbing the hunter in the neck. The sound of the hunter's body falling onto the leaves that had fallen in the night's wind triggered the guard's eyes. Ethan began to run grabbing his dagger from the corpse of the hunter.

Ethan ran mile up mile but the trolls did not seem to tire. He was almost to the Mile Gate, when on the horizon stood more than a hundred trolls and kobolds. He turned to run the other way and noticed another hundred trolls. He had been surrounded. A small group of trolls moved in on Ethan's position. Ethan drew his bow and

let loose a fury of arrows killing six of the trolls. Ethan was down to his last arrow. He barely could make out the siloette of a figure on a horse in the distance. He cocked back his bow and let his last arrow loose. The arrow seemed to be carried by the Gods as is roared through the sky. A moment later the arrow pierced through the figures thigh and into the body of the horse killing the horse instantly. Ethan watched as the horse fell to the ground crushing the figures leg under it. Several large figures most likely trolls ran to his position and removed the horse from his wounded leg.

Next a group of six kobolds began to close on his location. Ethan drew his daggers knowing that if he was to die, he was going to bring as many as he could with him. The group formed a circle around him and began dancing around as if to try to taunt Ethan. Ethan tossed his first dagger into the air and reached for his spare arrow pierced his shoulder. Ethan fell to the floor yet did not shed a tear. He did not rise