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<blockquote data-quote="Lazybones" data-source="post: 7381882" data-attributes="member: 143"><p>Just a few more posts left in book 6. The good news is that I've started on book 7 and will continue posting the story here as long as folks are still reading it.</p><p></p><p>* * * </p><p></p><p></p><p>Chapter 140</p><p></p><p>Xeeta kept her attention on the hobgoblin caster as he fled, not intending to give him a chance to try something crafty as he had before. But he quickly dropped out of sight behind the cover of the mound, and by the time she’d circled around to the right to get a clear view, he’d vanished again. She suspected that there was magic behind his disappearance, and reluctantly turned back to her companions.</p><p></p><p>The fight was quickly coming to an end. With the arrival of the unexpected reinforcements the goblin leader had called a retreat, although few of his troops were still able to obey. As she watched Bredan put the coup de grace to an injured worg that had been trying to creep off with a shattered hind leg. There were a few other worgs and goblins still moving on the battlefield, but none of them appeared to be an immediate threat. Some of those in the relief force were sniping at the fleeing worgs, but they couldn’t stop the creatures from vanishing into the woods to the east.</p><p></p><p>All of them bore wounds, with Kosk and Bredan the worst off by far. Quellan had already gone to the dwarf’s aid, while Glori was quick to add her support to Bredan. None of the worgs or goblins had gotten close enough to hurt Xeeta, but she could still feel the lingering chill from that globe of dark energy that the hobgoblin had conjured. The thought almost had her looking for him again, but instead she turned her attention to their reinforcements as they emerged from the forest and headed their way.</p><p></p><p>It wasn’t a large group, seven or eight that she could see, a mix of dwarves and humans clad in dark colors that blended with the forest background. Somehow, she was not entirely surprised to see Rodan at their head, his huge bow in his hand. He wore his natural appearance, as they’d taken the magical amulet that he used to conceal his true features. Xeeta carried it in her pocket. She felt a sudden surge of irrational fury at the sight of him, but forced herself to discipline her thoughts. Whether she liked it or not, he had kept them from being roasted by the warlock’s <em>fireball</em>, even if his arrival had been a bit too late to save them from the mauling they’d received.</p><p></p><p>“What are <em>you</em> doing here?” she asked. If there was a bit more of an edge in her voice than she’d intended, that could perhaps be excused by the circumstances.</p><p></p><p>“I didn’t escape, if that’s what you’re thinking,” Rodan said. Xeeta shook her head in negation, though the thought had occurred to her. “I came to help you. These who came with me… they all volunteered.”</p><p></p><p>“You were almost too late,” she said, glancing back at the gory battlefield. The others were coming over to them, although Bredan was still limping and Quellan was hurrying after Kosk, trying to get him to stand still long enough to receive more magical healing.</p><p></p><p>She almost regretted the comment when she looked back and truly saw the state of Rodan and his company. The tiefling ranger was clearly having some difficulty keeping upright, and those with him all looked utterly exhausted. “I’m sorry. It took some time to convince the Governor and the others on the council that I was sincere. We got here as quickly as we could.”</p><p></p><p>“You’re a sight for sore eyes,” Bredan said as he joined them.</p><p></p><p>“I’d say you did well enough without us,” Rodan said, scanning the mangled wreckage of the goblin force that littered the battlefield.</p><p></p><p>“The fact that you came to help is appreciated,” Quellan said.</p><p></p><p>“You interrupted that hobgoblin right as he was about to hit us with something nasty,” Xeeta said. Rodan looked at her in surprise, then nodded.</p><p></p><p>Kosk had gone over to one of the dwarves, who seemed almost abashed as he fidgeted with his loaded crossbow. They spoke together in low tones, too quietly for Xeeta to hear what they were saying, but it seemed that they knew each other.</p><p></p><p>“Did you find what you were looking for?” Rodan asked.</p><p></p><p>Bredan shook his head. “I… I don’t know yet.”</p><p></p><p>“Whatever it was, we weren’t the only ones looking for it,” Glori said.</p><p></p><p>“Those goblins, and their leader,” Rodan said. “Are there any more of them? Is this an invasion?”</p><p></p><p>“I think that they were here for what was hidden in this place,” Quellan said. “I think it’s safe now, but we had better make sure they leave.”</p><p></p><p>Rodan nodded. “My men need a good night’s rest, and it looks like you do as well. But tomorrow we’ll make sure those bastards leave the Silverpeak, and never come back.”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Lazybones, post: 7381882, member: 143"] Just a few more posts left in book 6. The good news is that I've started on book 7 and will continue posting the story here as long as folks are still reading it. * * * Chapter 140 Xeeta kept her attention on the hobgoblin caster as he fled, not intending to give him a chance to try something crafty as he had before. But he quickly dropped out of sight behind the cover of the mound, and by the time she’d circled around to the right to get a clear view, he’d vanished again. She suspected that there was magic behind his disappearance, and reluctantly turned back to her companions. The fight was quickly coming to an end. With the arrival of the unexpected reinforcements the goblin leader had called a retreat, although few of his troops were still able to obey. As she watched Bredan put the coup de grace to an injured worg that had been trying to creep off with a shattered hind leg. There were a few other worgs and goblins still moving on the battlefield, but none of them appeared to be an immediate threat. Some of those in the relief force were sniping at the fleeing worgs, but they couldn’t stop the creatures from vanishing into the woods to the east. All of them bore wounds, with Kosk and Bredan the worst off by far. Quellan had already gone to the dwarf’s aid, while Glori was quick to add her support to Bredan. None of the worgs or goblins had gotten close enough to hurt Xeeta, but she could still feel the lingering chill from that globe of dark energy that the hobgoblin had conjured. The thought almost had her looking for him again, but instead she turned her attention to their reinforcements as they emerged from the forest and headed their way. It wasn’t a large group, seven or eight that she could see, a mix of dwarves and humans clad in dark colors that blended with the forest background. Somehow, she was not entirely surprised to see Rodan at their head, his huge bow in his hand. He wore his natural appearance, as they’d taken the magical amulet that he used to conceal his true features. Xeeta carried it in her pocket. She felt a sudden surge of irrational fury at the sight of him, but forced herself to discipline her thoughts. Whether she liked it or not, he had kept them from being roasted by the warlock’s [i]fireball[/i], even if his arrival had been a bit too late to save them from the mauling they’d received. “What are [i]you[/i] doing here?” she asked. If there was a bit more of an edge in her voice than she’d intended, that could perhaps be excused by the circumstances. “I didn’t escape, if that’s what you’re thinking,” Rodan said. Xeeta shook her head in negation, though the thought had occurred to her. “I came to help you. These who came with me… they all volunteered.” “You were almost too late,” she said, glancing back at the gory battlefield. The others were coming over to them, although Bredan was still limping and Quellan was hurrying after Kosk, trying to get him to stand still long enough to receive more magical healing. She almost regretted the comment when she looked back and truly saw the state of Rodan and his company. The tiefling ranger was clearly having some difficulty keeping upright, and those with him all looked utterly exhausted. “I’m sorry. It took some time to convince the Governor and the others on the council that I was sincere. We got here as quickly as we could.” “You’re a sight for sore eyes,” Bredan said as he joined them. “I’d say you did well enough without us,” Rodan said, scanning the mangled wreckage of the goblin force that littered the battlefield. “The fact that you came to help is appreciated,” Quellan said. “You interrupted that hobgoblin right as he was about to hit us with something nasty,” Xeeta said. Rodan looked at her in surprise, then nodded. Kosk had gone over to one of the dwarves, who seemed almost abashed as he fidgeted with his loaded crossbow. They spoke together in low tones, too quietly for Xeeta to hear what they were saying, but it seemed that they knew each other. “Did you find what you were looking for?” Rodan asked. Bredan shook his head. “I… I don’t know yet.” “Whatever it was, we weren’t the only ones looking for it,” Glori said. “Those goblins, and their leader,” Rodan said. “Are there any more of them? Is this an invasion?” “I think that they were here for what was hidden in this place,” Quellan said. “I think it’s safe now, but we had better make sure they leave.” Rodan nodded. “My men need a good night’s rest, and it looks like you do as well. But tomorrow we’ll make sure those bastards leave the Silverpeak, and never come back.” [/QUOTE]
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