* Poorly scribble excerpt from Fox's stained notebook
We left one last goblin maimed and in agony. At first he did not want to cooperate. After a bit of pressure and intimidation the foul creature began spilling the magic beans. He claims that there are treasures in the keep. He insists that the floating guy is his boss. States that he is a total dick and forces his kind to dig day and night. The filthy wizard means nothing to me. My only concern is the black lady and he starts to clam up.
Groth forces the wretch to talk some more. We also promise him free passage away from here. She is in the keep, working for Chium, looking for an intelligent artifact. She has 100's in league with her, guarding and working in the compound. With nothing more to say I turn him loose. I am after all a man of some of my words.
The goblin flinches a bit and eyes all of us intently, not sure if we are done with his services. We ignore him and he makes his way, limping down the hill, towards the field. At fifteen feet out Aren cracks his whip and the creature explodes.
"Oh, now you want to kill something," I couldn't resist the jab.
Notes to self:
1. Find Black Lady
2. Get better at intimidating goblins
3. Get more handkerchief's
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