Nana-

Nana looked around and examined the other players. Luke and most of the other players were humans. The coach was an orc and there were two elves on the team. One of the elves was a forest elf who stood at a mere three feet tall and had dark red hair. The other was a star elf, the same type of elf that Mateel was. He had paler skin, and was much taller. There was one player that looked like they were only 11 years old. In addition, there was a single man that loomed over the other players at an astounding 18 feet. He was made completely out of mossy cobblestone. He had soft looking human eyes, and when he laughed at a joke made by one of the elves talking to him, it sounded like any other human laugh.

Chuck-

Mateel thought for a second. "Aaahhhh...I've never thought of seeking out other ogres. However, they are quite difficult to find. The chances of both finding one that agrees with me over the goblins combined with the likelihood of finding an ogre which doesn't immediately try to kill me make that impossible. As for Smadablarah, he seeks only power. He wants to become leader of Namibia, and goblins are merely tools that help him complete this task. He knows he couldn't join the elves though. He would lose all support and be considered a demon by the goblins if he tried to convince them to stop fighting."

Jac-

Jac could see her feet were dangling above a small room. The floor was covered in a thin layer of sand, and there were a few crates and boxes littering the floor and a rusty pitchfork on the side of the wall. The stone walls were cracked with age.