Pressed against the cave mouth and not turning Feldard thrust his arm out to wave for silence as Maruc approached. Maruc stopped a few feet away and took in the bloodspattered entrance. Feldarded knuckles whitened around the haft of his trusty axe and Maruc knew what was coming. Feldard turned and silently mouthed, “Goblins.” Maruc glanced back down the stream toward Hasan and Stephan, then start gesticulating wildy for them to get there. Now!

At least before Feldard decided to take on the whole goblin raid force himself with some light quip like, ‘Whats your problem? They’re only Goblins.’ or some terrible Dwarven warcry. Still by the sound of the excited Goblin voices stealth wasn’t much of an option. So as with most battle situations, the Dwarf was invariably right. Unsubtle, but right.

Miklos watched Maruc’s wild display with mounting alarm, then threw himself against the cliff wall to get out of the way of the elf and the warrior, guessing that Maruc and Feldard were in need of more physical help.

The confined space of the cave favoured melee Miklos knew well from his experiences in the tunnels of Specularum. He would have to think on his feet if he was to be any use.

With the others forewarned, Feldard once more put into practice his Goblinese trying to disguise his dwarven accent—he remained out of immediate sight—keeping to the side of the entrance. “We’re the reinforcements… sent for by Vlaak. What’s the hurry? Isn’t the mine secured yet? What are your numbers like?”

“Thank Fiery Eyes! Lord of Depth and Darkness! Help has come! Hup! Hup!”

The goblins within let out yowls of support—although some of them sounded a bit strained. The dwarf estimated their number to be around eight. He did not hear any wolves. It sounded like they were approaching the entrance.

Maruc offered a swift prayer to Halav.



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6 responses to “Goblinese

  1. Maruc: 10xp+10xp
    Miklos: 10xp+10xp
    Feldard: 10xp+10xp+10xp

    Maruc: 18,610/24000
    Miklos: 18,675/20000
    Feldard: 18,690/34000
    Hasan: 17,760/32000
    Stephan: 17,615/32000

  2. Hasan

    Hasan moved up beside Miklos, waving the heavily armored Stephan ahead of him. The elf put his bow away, drew his sword, and waited for the rush into the mine. Thoughts of home and Rahasia far away had long since disappeared, but Hasan’s sense of the absurd remained. He hissed in Elvish under his breath to Miklos, “How long do you think Feldard can keep up this crafty turn? One … two … three … four …”

    (As expected, the elf did not count five. “Yaaahhh,” bellowed the dwarf … this is an assumption, and of course the details and actual action are up to Sinthija!)

  3. Stephan

    Stephan, sword drawn, mounted the incline to the mine entrance trying to keep as quiet as possible. He heard the goblin voices and understood — having learned goblinese in his first campaign with Duke Radanov.

    In goblinese he said aloud, “Da, boss,” talking to Feldard as if he were the boss, “better have them come out one at a time. The footing is bad.”

    To emphasize, Stephan purposefully slipped on the loose gravel.

    “Damned in the Dark!” he cursed in goblinese.

  4. miklosdostevar

    Cluless as to the gutteral conversation being barked twenty feet or so ahead Miklos craned to see what was happening. He guess it might be a ruse by Stefan’s kicking of some loose stone.

    Judging by the lack of bodies the defenders must have retreated within the mines, assuming they were still alive the goblins would soon find themselves in a desparate predicament, more than capable of a rash action like a breakout. None could be allowed to escape to call for reinforcements.

    Miklos prepared his trusty sleep incantaion. Just in case.

  5. Maruc

    Maruc was tense but confident. His plan was to spring to the right hand side of the cave mouth just as soon a Feldard made his move. This had three advantages, first it got him out of the way of Hasan & Stephan, second it blocked a potential escape route and third it placed him in easy reach to bless any wounded.

    He waited for the enevitable melee.

  6. Feldard

    (sorry folks – have been on fire evacuation from my home for the past several days – this is my first real extended time online since then)

    Feldard passed on his guess of surviving goblins to the others holding up 8 fingers. He silently gestured to the elf to ready his bow even as Stephan attempted to draw out the goblins more. Bah! What was the human trying to do ruin everything!? No goblin would fall for that ruse!

    The dwarf honestly was trying to wait… but at the first hint of hesitation from the goblins within the dwarf charged in – axe already in position to strike… attempting to maintain the element of surprise.

    (there. I’ll try to keep up with posts but if I’m more than 3 days between one entry and the next someone sub in for me. *hugs*)

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