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Jonas Wagner is fucked.
His life was, for being one member of the dwarf-species, completely normal. He did everything Dean, his adoptive father, told him to. Going out to help his adoptive mother's wishes to get some treats for his foster siblings, giving Neil's construction work group their brunch while getting snippy comments about him giving up his own brunch to lose some weight and getting Sid's favourite fruit snack (fucking cherries, which wasn't actually part of Dean's tasks ) from the old guy's garden down the road before he wakes up from his drunken (and what else) state (to be honest, that was his favourite task, since firstly, he can get half of his gain, secondly, he gets to see his twin sister's face lit up after a whole day of work in the bakery with Dean being always on watch, and thirdly, he finally gets to be out of the house).
His life was, for a normal member of the dwarf species, relatively normal.
So since knights from the Titan's Clan appeared, his life was completely fucked.
Five of them came, a magical compass of some sorts in their hands, glowing at Jonas' direction, while him and the rest of the village trembled terrified on their knees, waiting for the five giant strangers to do something. No one was brave enough to look up, the knights just hosted Jonas' up, binded his wrists behind his back and forced him to go into the back of the carriage the five strangers came from, while Sidney, his twin sister and the only one who dared to meet the Giant's eyes while being investigated with the strange glowing compass, cried out and begged for him to be released.
Yeah, Jonas Wagner's life was fucked.