Of Goblins and Hobgoblins

Maruc felt tired, eight solid hours of meditation and no sleep was as testing as any combat he’d encountered. He pushed himself to his feet and walked over to the dwarf. He settled his hand on his shoulder. “One moment Feldard from your thoughts.” he smiled. “Blessed Halav has been bountiful. I have been gifted [...]

Goblin Interrogation

Maruc releasing the last remaining power of Halav upon his friends knew he had no time for rest though he sorely needed it. He immediately began praying for further aid. “Holy Halav I beaseach you yet again for aid least our foes distance themselves from us overly…..”
Thankful that that responsibility of the captives was in [...]

Captives

Maruc helped bring Taras down. It would be a while before they could perform the proper rituals, and Kuzma was more that qualified to do so. His eyes strayed over the battle worn group. Their need for swift action was pressing, but also they couldn’t leave in this mess. If Stephan was ever going to [...]

The Day After

Darya, herself grievously wounded, half crawled and dragged herself to the side of her fallen son.
The vicious Red Blade the delivered Taras’s death blow unwisely took a half second to gloat with a sneering laugh.
“Ba lak tu….”
But his words were cut short by the ferocity of father, Pyotr. The Sukiskyn leader uttered a cry of [...]

The Final Battle For Sukiskyn

Stephan parried to his right bringing his left boot around to push the Red Blade goblin away so he could bring his blade around. The Red Blade stumbled, almost laughing, and it was enough for Taras to get a clean slice.
The young man was strong and not wholly untrained in sword work. The goblin’s head [...]

Assault on Sukiskyn

“Ladders!” called out Matvey in warning as he was pulled away from the window by Alfana.
Feldard cussed at hearing the boys shrill warning. He glanced about quickly determining who could be spared. “Hasan, go assist Stephan, Pyotr and Taras in keeping the tower battlements secure. We will be lost if they take the tower from [...]

Charge!

Maruc could do no more for the present for his poisoned comrades. He gathered his shield and flail and descended into the main hall and joined Feldard and Stephan. At least he could lend a supporting arm in a tight spot and he had spent his healing. He looked over to Hasan, who was looking [...]