FitzTheRuke
Legend
Zasha
Zasha was only twelve, but she had always been a clever girl; too clever by half, her mother would say. Now she wasn't sure what to do. The goblins had been moving the villagers to the boats for some time, and she had spotted an opportunity to slip away. She hated leaving her mother and little brother behind, but how did it make sense for them all to be sold into slavery if any one of them could make their escape? She had ran off between the buildings at the first opportunity, but a goblin had seen her go, just at the last minute.
Now two burly hobgoblins were searching for her. She knew these lanes so well that even in the dark she had been able to avoid them so far. Tucked behind a rain barrel, she had a short chance to rest. But a hobgoblin was coming. She could hear the rattle of its chainmail. She wasn't sure how long this cat-and-mouse game would last, but she was determined to keep it up as long as she could.
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Zasha was only twelve, but she had always been a clever girl; too clever by half, her mother would say. Now she wasn't sure what to do. The goblins had been moving the villagers to the boats for some time, and she had spotted an opportunity to slip away. She hated leaving her mother and little brother behind, but how did it make sense for them all to be sold into slavery if any one of them could make their escape? She had ran off between the buildings at the first opportunity, but a goblin had seen her go, just at the last minute.
Now two burly hobgoblins were searching for her. She knew these lanes so well that even in the dark she had been able to avoid them so far. Tucked behind a rain barrel, she had a short chance to rest. But a hobgoblin was coming. She could hear the rattle of its chainmail. She wasn't sure how long this cat-and-mouse game would last, but she was determined to keep it up as long as she could.
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