Radaceus
Adventurer
They lay around dead and dying. Friends, what a concept. He wanted to run, to hide, to do the goblin thing. This facing your enemy in open battle was hard, not as hard as being a friend. He could die, he most surely would die if did not run. He was on his back foot, about to pivot and put his other foot in large bounds away from here...
Then, one of them that should have died, ruled dead by all accounts of goblin scrutiny, rose to continue against the insurmountable odds before them, shouting words
which echoed a challenge to his fear "I shall meet my fate someday, but it is not today!"
Hackles raised on his coward nape, Elkran pressed on into the rat before him.
Then, one of them that should have died, ruled dead by all accounts of goblin scrutiny, rose to continue against the insurmountable odds before them, shouting words
which echoed a challenge to his fear "I shall meet my fate someday, but it is not today!"
Hackles raised on his coward nape, Elkran pressed on into the rat before him.
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