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<blockquote data-quote="Olgar Shiverstone" data-source="post: 251359" data-attributes="member: 5868"><p><strong>Chpt 1, cont.</strong></p><p></p><p>Two kobolds stood in the far corner. The nearer one was the largest specimen Olgar had ever seen, a full three-and-a-half feet tall. It was well muscled, wearing only a loincloth, and carried a battle-axe that looked ridiculously large for the tiny creature. Behind it was a second kobold, dressed in long robes, and holding a short bit of staff. What little light there was glinted off of an amulet and earrings that the creature wore.</p><p></p><p><em>Scratch two kobolds,</em> Olgar thought to himself, as he hefted his sword and prepared to charge. A hand on his shoulder stopped him.</p><p></p><p>“Greetings, we mean you no harm!” Alton called from behind Olgar, rapidly moving in front of the other seething dwarf. As he passed, he whispered to Olgar “Try negotiations.”</p><p></p><p>“I was,” Olgar whispered back, “aggressive negotiations.” He kept an eye on the kobolds, but decided to let the pansy-diplomat do his bit.</p><p></p><p>“We’re looking for the farmer who lived here,” Alton continued, speaking to the kobolds. “he has disappeared, and we’ve been hired by the town to find him. Can you help us?”</p><p></p><p>“Farmer no longer live here,” the robed kobold hissed in accented Common. “Go ‘way, kobold live here now!”</p><p></p><p>“Na’ longer live here ‘cause ye killed ‘em?” Olgar asked from behind Alton. <em>A likely story.</em></p><p></p><p>“Stupid human,” the kobold replied, and a bolt of magical energy flew from its hand, striking Alton in the solar plexus and knocking him to the floor.</p><p></p><p>“No’ne messes wi’ me kin!” Olgar shouted in fury, and charged the axe wielding kobold. His first swing would have gutted the creature, had the kobold not dodged at the last second. <em>Fast little bugger. Knows how to use that axe, too.</em></p><p></p><p>A battle cry sounded behind Olgar as Wodyn tumbled into the room, pulling out his greataxe as he did so. He bounded up next to Olgar, and with one swing swatted the kobold into next week. </p><p></p><p>There was scratching behind them. Belarn was guarding the top of the stairs.</p><p></p><p>“Stop, me surrender!” the remaining kobold cried, falling to its knees. “Me tell you what you want to know!”</p><p></p><p>“All I want to know is how much blood you have in you,” Olgar replied, stepping forward to spit the foul creature, but Wodyn stepped between his sword and its intended victim. </p><p></p><p>“I accept,” Wodyn said, “you have my protection.” He sheathed his axe, and knelt to speak to the kobold.</p><p></p><p>“No creature like tha’ canna be trusted,” Olgar argued, “It probably killed the farmer an’ his family. Like to ate them, too. Let’s spit ‘er an be done with it!” A divine rage still consumed him, and he was ready to spill the creature’s blood in the name of Kraig.</p><p></p><p>“What guarantees do we have that we can trust you?” Alton asked from the bottom of the stairs. His wand had worked its wonders again. </p><p></p><p>“Me sorceress!” the creature replied. “Me give you familiar. See? Rat!” She pointed to a rat hiding under the stairs. “Me do something you no like, you kill rat, that hurt me!”</p><p></p><p>Olgar whirled on Alton. “Ahr, spit th’ bloody rat an’ cook th’ bloody kobold! I’ll na’ trust ‘er!”</p><p></p><p>Alton gathered up the rat, stuffing it head down into a scroll case. “We just killed your fellows,” he said to the kobold, “even with your familiar, why should we trust you.”</p><p></p><p>Olgar heard a spitting and smacking sound behind him, and turned to see Wodyn shaking hands with the kobold. </p><p></p><p>“We can trust her. She’s under my protection now,” the barbarian said. “Anyone who wishes to harm her must deal with me first.” The kobold skittered to hide behind the big man’s legs. </p><p></p><p>“Gruunge weak. Killed by human. Serve human now,” the kobold explained. “You no trust, kill familiar, that me hurt.”</p><p></p><p>Alton nodded agreement. “Killing a familiar causes terrible harm to a sorcerer, that I know. Fine. Wodyn, you deal with her.”</p><p></p><p>The kobold nodded. “You good human too. Just one bad human.”</p><p></p><p>“I’m a dwarf,” Olgar growled, “you bloody git of a kobold. Dinna be insultin’ me by callin’ me a human. Alton, gimme that rat!”</p><p></p><p>Alton shook his head. “Tell us about the farmer.” He told the kobold.</p><p></p><p>“Farmer not here. Just kobold. Our farm now” she replied.</p><p></p><p>“Twist th’ rat’s neck, Alton,” Olgar growled. “Then sh’ll co-op’rate!”</p><p></p><p>There was an audible click, and then, more distantly, the sound of a door latching. Olgar looked sharply at the kobold, then toward the left-hand wall, where the sound had come from. “Runt!” he shouted, “Get yer arse down here. We’ve got a s’cret door to find!” He began searching the walls as Belarn came down the stairs to assist.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Olgar Shiverstone, post: 251359, member: 5868"] [b]Chpt 1, cont.[/b] Two kobolds stood in the far corner. The nearer one was the largest specimen Olgar had ever seen, a full three-and-a-half feet tall. It was well muscled, wearing only a loincloth, and carried a battle-axe that looked ridiculously large for the tiny creature. Behind it was a second kobold, dressed in long robes, and holding a short bit of staff. What little light there was glinted off of an amulet and earrings that the creature wore. [i]Scratch two kobolds,[/i] Olgar thought to himself, as he hefted his sword and prepared to charge. A hand on his shoulder stopped him. “Greetings, we mean you no harm!” Alton called from behind Olgar, rapidly moving in front of the other seething dwarf. As he passed, he whispered to Olgar “Try negotiations.” “I was,” Olgar whispered back, “aggressive negotiations.” He kept an eye on the kobolds, but decided to let the pansy-diplomat do his bit. “We’re looking for the farmer who lived here,” Alton continued, speaking to the kobolds. “he has disappeared, and we’ve been hired by the town to find him. Can you help us?” “Farmer no longer live here,” the robed kobold hissed in accented Common. “Go ‘way, kobold live here now!” “Na’ longer live here ‘cause ye killed ‘em?” Olgar asked from behind Alton. [i]A likely story.[/i] “Stupid human,” the kobold replied, and a bolt of magical energy flew from its hand, striking Alton in the solar plexus and knocking him to the floor. “No’ne messes wi’ me kin!” Olgar shouted in fury, and charged the axe wielding kobold. His first swing would have gutted the creature, had the kobold not dodged at the last second. [i]Fast little bugger. Knows how to use that axe, too.[/i] A battle cry sounded behind Olgar as Wodyn tumbled into the room, pulling out his greataxe as he did so. He bounded up next to Olgar, and with one swing swatted the kobold into next week. There was scratching behind them. Belarn was guarding the top of the stairs. “Stop, me surrender!” the remaining kobold cried, falling to its knees. “Me tell you what you want to know!” “All I want to know is how much blood you have in you,” Olgar replied, stepping forward to spit the foul creature, but Wodyn stepped between his sword and its intended victim. “I accept,” Wodyn said, “you have my protection.” He sheathed his axe, and knelt to speak to the kobold. “No creature like tha’ canna be trusted,” Olgar argued, “It probably killed the farmer an’ his family. Like to ate them, too. Let’s spit ‘er an be done with it!” A divine rage still consumed him, and he was ready to spill the creature’s blood in the name of Kraig. “What guarantees do we have that we can trust you?” Alton asked from the bottom of the stairs. His wand had worked its wonders again. “Me sorceress!” the creature replied. “Me give you familiar. See? Rat!” She pointed to a rat hiding under the stairs. “Me do something you no like, you kill rat, that hurt me!” Olgar whirled on Alton. “Ahr, spit th’ bloody rat an’ cook th’ bloody kobold! I’ll na’ trust ‘er!” Alton gathered up the rat, stuffing it head down into a scroll case. “We just killed your fellows,” he said to the kobold, “even with your familiar, why should we trust you.” Olgar heard a spitting and smacking sound behind him, and turned to see Wodyn shaking hands with the kobold. “We can trust her. She’s under my protection now,” the barbarian said. “Anyone who wishes to harm her must deal with me first.” The kobold skittered to hide behind the big man’s legs. “Gruunge weak. Killed by human. Serve human now,” the kobold explained. “You no trust, kill familiar, that me hurt.” Alton nodded agreement. “Killing a familiar causes terrible harm to a sorcerer, that I know. Fine. Wodyn, you deal with her.” The kobold nodded. “You good human too. Just one bad human.” “I’m a dwarf,” Olgar growled, “you bloody git of a kobold. Dinna be insultin’ me by callin’ me a human. Alton, gimme that rat!” Alton shook his head. “Tell us about the farmer.” He told the kobold. “Farmer not here. Just kobold. Our farm now” she replied. “Twist th’ rat’s neck, Alton,” Olgar growled. “Then sh’ll co-op’rate!” There was an audible click, and then, more distantly, the sound of a door latching. Olgar looked sharply at the kobold, then toward the left-hand wall, where the sound had come from. “Runt!” he shouted, “Get yer arse down here. We’ve got a s’cret door to find!” He began searching the walls as Belarn came down the stairs to assist. [/QUOTE]
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