Troezen woke up on the floor when a horse fell on top of him. They were fighting. The orcs must have thought that he was dead. He had no energy to summon a spell or to move, but in his mind he looked to see where the messenger had gone.
The messenger had rode fast but had been killed by orc arrows, there was no way to warn the village. Troezen suddenly had a thought.
He mustered all the energy he had left and started to chant
IM NOT GOING TO BE ON THE FORUMS VERY OFTEN NOW! I MIGHT BE ON TIME TO TIME, BUT IVE BASICLY GIVEN UP THE FORUMS NOW!!!!