They Changed (#Wattys2015)
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Many years ago, so long ago, in fact, that the eldest living elves and dragons were but children, babies, there was a war. It was a massive war, that brought desolation and destruction across the land. Children were hidden deep within the elvish mines, or within the depths of the dwarfish forests.
That was long ago, though, and is now only passed down through story. History lessons are taught on it, and children know what happened, including why the Slogs could be seen following masters and mistresses.
Beings of servitude and darkness, the Slogs were created during this war. Most of them did not perish, and lived on. Now, they are the slaves to elves, dwarves, humans, and bläkken alike, but they have their own will, and can learn quickly.
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--This will have some abuse, sexual matters, and slavery! If you are sensitive to these things, please, don't read this!--
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