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<blockquote data-quote="Medriev" data-source="post: 4504056" data-attributes="member: 21864"><p><strong>Chapter 9 - The Ashen Tower (Part 1)</strong></p><p></p><p>Anhob shoved the chainmail coat back under the furs of his bed as he heard the trapdoor down to the dungeon below slam shut and Khurbok begin barking orders to the warriors who guarded the upper ruin with Anhob. The warcaster cursed the chieftain silently and decided to shelve his plan to give the mail coat to the chieftain. It would prove more valuable bartered or sold. Perhaps when they returned to Thunderspire….</p><p></p><p>His train of thought was interrupted as the huge hobgoblin chief rounded the wall behind which Anhob camped and stopped to drag the guard at the end of the wall out of the leaning, slouched pose he had adopted into a more upright one.</p><p></p><p>“Do I have to discipline this rabble myself?” said Khurbok as he drew near the warcaster. Anhob had resorted to stirring the dying embers of his fire once the mail coat was safely hidden and despite his leader’s question, he mused that he would need more wood before nightfall. It would be cold in the forest once more.</p><p>“Well?” pressed Khurbok. “And you would be wise to stand before your chieftain.</p><p>“You lead a warband and nothing more,” snarled Anhob insolently, remaining seated. “Maglubiyet does not reward those who rise above their station.”</p><p>“You still serve me,” answered Khurbok. “And Maglubiyet will not save you if I chose to end that service. Any news of aid?”</p><p>“None,” Anhob responded, rising this time and gesturing the nearby guard, now standing bolt upright, to him. “I sent two scouts north east to the road this morning and they saw nothing. A merchant’s wagon with an escort of soldiers heading west, nothing more.”</p><p>“More firewood,” he said to the soldier then. “It will be a cold night.” The hobgoblin disappeared behind the ruined wall and Anhob turned back to face Khurbok.</p><p>“And the elves?” asked the chieftain.</p><p>“No sign,” answered Anhob. “They have not moved from the battle site and since this is Malar’s land I doubt that they will advance.”</p><p>“And if they do,” Khurbok responded icily. “Then we had best pray to Maglubiyet that the goblin got through to the mountain with the map.”</p><p>“I pray nightly for his protection,” answered Anhob, reverently this time. “The goblin will bring aid.”</p><p>“I hope you’re right,” Khurbok answered and then, as suddenly as he had arrived, he turned away.</p><p></p><p>Anhob waited until he heard the trapdoor slam shut before reaching under the furs of his bed to pull forth the edge of the fine mail coat. It would not go to Khurbok unless things changed drastically, he decided. It was his now. He had taken it from the elf he had slain and it was his to do with as he pleased. Perhaps it could bring him his own warband back at Thunderspire.</p><p>“Intruders!” called a voice then. </p><p>“The elves have come for us!” shouted another in goblin.</p><p></p><p>Some took up the whooping signal that Khurbok had ordered them to raise should anyone come upon the upper ruins. Anhob rose to his feet impatiently again and took his staff from where it rested against the ruined wall. He would have to see who this was, he knew, and started towards the western edge of the ruin.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Medriev, post: 4504056, member: 21864"] [b]Chapter 9 - The Ashen Tower (Part 1)[/b] Anhob shoved the chainmail coat back under the furs of his bed as he heard the trapdoor down to the dungeon below slam shut and Khurbok begin barking orders to the warriors who guarded the upper ruin with Anhob. The warcaster cursed the chieftain silently and decided to shelve his plan to give the mail coat to the chieftain. It would prove more valuable bartered or sold. Perhaps when they returned to Thunderspire…. His train of thought was interrupted as the huge hobgoblin chief rounded the wall behind which Anhob camped and stopped to drag the guard at the end of the wall out of the leaning, slouched pose he had adopted into a more upright one. “Do I have to discipline this rabble myself?” said Khurbok as he drew near the warcaster. Anhob had resorted to stirring the dying embers of his fire once the mail coat was safely hidden and despite his leader’s question, he mused that he would need more wood before nightfall. It would be cold in the forest once more. “Well?” pressed Khurbok. “And you would be wise to stand before your chieftain. “You lead a warband and nothing more,” snarled Anhob insolently, remaining seated. “Maglubiyet does not reward those who rise above their station.” “You still serve me,” answered Khurbok. “And Maglubiyet will not save you if I chose to end that service. Any news of aid?” “None,” Anhob responded, rising this time and gesturing the nearby guard, now standing bolt upright, to him. “I sent two scouts north east to the road this morning and they saw nothing. A merchant’s wagon with an escort of soldiers heading west, nothing more.” “More firewood,” he said to the soldier then. “It will be a cold night.” The hobgoblin disappeared behind the ruined wall and Anhob turned back to face Khurbok. “And the elves?” asked the chieftain. “No sign,” answered Anhob. “They have not moved from the battle site and since this is Malar’s land I doubt that they will advance.” “And if they do,” Khurbok responded icily. “Then we had best pray to Maglubiyet that the goblin got through to the mountain with the map.” “I pray nightly for his protection,” answered Anhob, reverently this time. “The goblin will bring aid.” “I hope you’re right,” Khurbok answered and then, as suddenly as he had arrived, he turned away. Anhob waited until he heard the trapdoor slam shut before reaching under the furs of his bed to pull forth the edge of the fine mail coat. It would not go to Khurbok unless things changed drastically, he decided. It was his now. He had taken it from the elf he had slain and it was his to do with as he pleased. Perhaps it could bring him his own warband back at Thunderspire. “Intruders!” called a voice then. “The elves have come for us!” shouted another in goblin. Some took up the whooping signal that Khurbok had ordered them to raise should anyone come upon the upper ruins. Anhob rose to his feet impatiently again and took his staff from where it rested against the ruined wall. He would have to see who this was, he knew, and started towards the western edge of the ruin. [/QUOTE]
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