The Fairy Score

Trolls, Goblins and Dwarves never got along, but if Starker was going to pull off this heist, he’d have to find a way to keep the crew, each instrumental to the plan, from killing each other.

The cave they’d holed up in for the last three days, was getting smaller, tighter. He had to keep tempers cool for one more day.

This was his last job before retirement. And he’d pull it off. Those pots of gold would get him out of this cursed wood, once and for all.

A roar erupted. He swore, and stormed in, sword in hand.


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