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<blockquote data-quote="Lazybones" data-source="post: 4500788" data-attributes="member: 143"><p>Chapter 42</p><p></p><p></p><p>Jaron’s luck ran out, and the bolt slammed into his chest, knocking him back against the crate that had been protecting him a moment ago. The steel head penetrated his armor and stabbed deep into him, shearing hard off a rib and missing his lung by the scantest of margins. That was little solace for the immediate moment, and the sword at his side suddenly felt like it weighed a hundred pounds, as the goblin warrior rushed forward to gain vengeance for the arrow Jaron had shot him with just seconds before. </p><p></p><p>But once again Beetle came to his cousin’s aid, rushing forward out of cover with a scream to fall upon the warrior from behind. The goblin, intent on his target, reacted too late, and his heel slipped on the spilled ale as he shifted to respond to the new threat. Beetle drove the entire length of his knife into the goblin’s neck, and he collapsed with a bloody froth spurting from his lips. </p><p></p><p>The cutter, caught between two foes, took one look at Beetle’s face before darting back behind a row of nearby barrels. The sharpshooter standing by the curtain was a seasoned veteran, however, and he calmly slid another bolt into place behind the cocked string of his bow, and took careful aim at Beetle. </p><p></p><p>But as the goblin pulled the trigger, the curtain behind him shook with a heavy impact, jostling him slightly. His bolt flew wide, missing Beetle’s head by inches before burying itself in the corner of a crate. The goblin turned to see a goblin warrior slip through the gap on the edge of the curtain, slumping to the ground in a mess of blood. Several deep gashes had pierced his armor, and as the sniper watched he fell still and expired. Behind the curtain, a deep-throated cry sounded, an invocation of death that seemed an echo of the fate of the goblin’s companion. </p><p></p><p>The sniper had no interest in learning the source of that sound, or why the noise of melee behind the curtain had so suddenly faded. He headed for the door, reloading his bow again as he went. The halfling he’d shot at before had disappeared again, vanishing behind the crates in the middle of the room, but the other one was still on his feet. </p><p></p><p>Jaron, despite the critical wound oozing blood from his chest, charged forward to engage the other sharpshooter before he could reload his deadly bow. The goblin drew a sword and met him in the doorway, their blades ringing loudly as they clashed. But while Jaron was good with a sword, the goblin was both fresher and unwounded, and his companion was coming up quickly behind the halfling, who seemed to grow weaker with each passing second. </p><p></p><p>The second bowman finished reloading and lifted his bow toward Jaron. “Time to die, halfling!” he yelled, but his eyes weren’t on Jaron, but instead scanned the clutter of stores to his left. His wariness proved prudent a moment later as Beetle reappeared from behind a small barrel, rushing to his cousin’s aid once more. The sharpshooter shifted his aim smoothly and fired. Beetle jerked to the side, but the bolt clipped him hard on the side of his head, digging a bloody channel from just over his left eye all the way back to his ear. The halfling screamed in pain and fell forward to his knees right in front of the goblin, his palms slapping hard against the floor, blood pouring down his face in a red sheet. </p><p></p><p>The archer drew his sword and stepped forward to finish the job.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Lazybones, post: 4500788, member: 143"] Chapter 42 Jaron’s luck ran out, and the bolt slammed into his chest, knocking him back against the crate that had been protecting him a moment ago. The steel head penetrated his armor and stabbed deep into him, shearing hard off a rib and missing his lung by the scantest of margins. That was little solace for the immediate moment, and the sword at his side suddenly felt like it weighed a hundred pounds, as the goblin warrior rushed forward to gain vengeance for the arrow Jaron had shot him with just seconds before. But once again Beetle came to his cousin’s aid, rushing forward out of cover with a scream to fall upon the warrior from behind. The goblin, intent on his target, reacted too late, and his heel slipped on the spilled ale as he shifted to respond to the new threat. Beetle drove the entire length of his knife into the goblin’s neck, and he collapsed with a bloody froth spurting from his lips. The cutter, caught between two foes, took one look at Beetle’s face before darting back behind a row of nearby barrels. The sharpshooter standing by the curtain was a seasoned veteran, however, and he calmly slid another bolt into place behind the cocked string of his bow, and took careful aim at Beetle. But as the goblin pulled the trigger, the curtain behind him shook with a heavy impact, jostling him slightly. His bolt flew wide, missing Beetle’s head by inches before burying itself in the corner of a crate. The goblin turned to see a goblin warrior slip through the gap on the edge of the curtain, slumping to the ground in a mess of blood. Several deep gashes had pierced his armor, and as the sniper watched he fell still and expired. Behind the curtain, a deep-throated cry sounded, an invocation of death that seemed an echo of the fate of the goblin’s companion. The sniper had no interest in learning the source of that sound, or why the noise of melee behind the curtain had so suddenly faded. He headed for the door, reloading his bow again as he went. The halfling he’d shot at before had disappeared again, vanishing behind the crates in the middle of the room, but the other one was still on his feet. Jaron, despite the critical wound oozing blood from his chest, charged forward to engage the other sharpshooter before he could reload his deadly bow. The goblin drew a sword and met him in the doorway, their blades ringing loudly as they clashed. But while Jaron was good with a sword, the goblin was both fresher and unwounded, and his companion was coming up quickly behind the halfling, who seemed to grow weaker with each passing second. The second bowman finished reloading and lifted his bow toward Jaron. “Time to die, halfling!” he yelled, but his eyes weren’t on Jaron, but instead scanned the clutter of stores to his left. His wariness proved prudent a moment later as Beetle reappeared from behind a small barrel, rushing to his cousin’s aid once more. The sharpshooter shifted his aim smoothly and fired. Beetle jerked to the side, but the bolt clipped him hard on the side of his head, digging a bloody channel from just over his left eye all the way back to his ear. The halfling screamed in pain and fell forward to his knees right in front of the goblin, his palms slapping hard against the floor, blood pouring down his face in a red sheet. The archer drew his sword and stepped forward to finish the job. [/QUOTE]
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