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Vindictus said:The druids say the world is a cycle- Repeating endlessly on every conceivable level, with everything, living and otherwise, playing it's own little part. If you had heard of it, you might think of it as deep wisdom- Or you might think it utter rot. It would depend on your mood at the time.
Given you are a goblin, it's not terribly likely you'll ever hear it anyway.
At the moment, you're standing guard duty at the edge of the camp- a light spear in one hand, buckler strapped to the other. You'd feel more comfortable wearing some proper armor, but it's not like anyone makes that in goblin-size. Besides, it's not likely anyone will attack tonight. You should be perfectly safe.
In the distance, you hear a twig crack.
Damn.Chibi-Reaper said:[X] Round-Robin, not Quest?
You respond to sudden and unexpected noise in the dark on patrol in the time-honored and tested traditions of survivors of goblin warfare.
You throw your spear in that direction, screaming shrilly at the top of your lungs, and run to hide behind a tree.
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You think you can hear other guards responding, each in their own way, to your traditional sounding of the alarm and call for reinforcements.
Larekko12 said:
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Guile said:Never tried one of these before.
You run, screaming, making use of the alarmbox the gods gave you. Things seem to be on fire; did the cleric have friends, or did some goblin drop a torch into the huts again?
Old Magatha, the cleric of Magubliyet - god of goblins, by dint of nobody else really wanting to take on the job - is trying to rally the warriors. This can only be a good thing, you know. More warriors swarming the invading cleric means more bodies between you and that massive sword.
You skirt the village itself, not wanting to be recruited into the growing goblin way party that the older veterans are trying to kludge together out of a bunch of small green humanoids that are alternately eager, terrified, and/or wanting to get a helping of the stew while no one is paying attention.
You are, of course, not a particularly lucky goblin.
Larekko12 said:You are thankfully a smart and paranoid one which is why you go down to and into the bushes as the wind turns again and blood fills the air.
Clerics don't hunt alone!
You crawl desperately seeking the mud and water as the howls of golbin wargs meet Doragon Tigers thankful for the flowers masking your scent.