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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Viktyr Gehrig" data-source="post: 1269965" data-attributes="member: 9249">In the mountains near Pike Falls: After several hours of walking along roads barely maintained enough to call goat trails, the veteran mercenaries had seen nothing more than wolf spoor and the occasional footprint to suggest that there were goblins nearby.  Dagger slowed her horse to stare balefully at Dagan. "Are we there yet? I'm bored." The rest of the party paused as well. Dagan merely shrugged. "They said the goblins were up here. They didn't say how far." "The tracks are starting to get thicker," Del noted, climbing off of her horse. "See? There are footprints here and here--" she pointed, indicating a couple of vague impressions just off the path, "-- and I think I see a bit of metal up the path there." She pointed her chin at a small outcropping of rock a couple hundred yards away. Dagan used a hand to shield his eyes from the setting sun. "That'd be a good ambush point..." he trailed off, then the corner of his mouth turned up slightly. "Your bit of metal just moved. I think it's a helmet."  Uruz, mostly silent for the journey, spoke. "Goblins do not see well in light. I don't think they can see us from here." Dagan nodded, then calmly walked into the woods. He pointed at Uruz, and then the woods on the other side of the path, and then faded into the underbrush, silently making his way upwards along the path. Uruz did the same, and Del followed. Dagger and Ortac, meanwhile, eased their horses into a gentle walk to allow Dagan and Uruz enough time to reach the outcropping before they did.*** Rubbing his sore eyes, one of the goblin scouts spotted a glint of movement from down the trail. Taking a moment to be sure of what he was seeing, he tapped the other lookout roughly on the arm, then jerked his thumb towards the trail. The second goblin peered out carefully over the rocks. Two riders, a small child and one of the humans' weakling nobles, were approaching their chokepoint. Relishing an easy kill, the goblin loaded a bolt into his crossbow and then took a moment to call his sargeant's attention to the path. Unfortunately for the goblins, the lookout's warning came a moment too late, as one of Dagan's katar punched through the sargeant's chest, and the shocked goblin leader was thrown through the air to die on the road at the feet of Dagger's mount. Panicked, the goblin spun and fired a lucky shot, imbedding a crossbow bolt deep into Dagan's shoulder. He collapsed a second later when Uruz broke his back with a brutal knee strike, and his companion joined him when one of Uruz's mighty fists crashed into his cheekbone, splintering it. Confused by the sudden turn of events, the goblins tried to reorganize themselves, but the more experienced mercenaries pressed their advantage, denying the goblins the time they needed to mount a successful counterattack. Dagan sliced through another goblin's bowstring with one dagger and plunged the other through the goblin's crude scale armor. Uruz killed another goblin by denting its helmet inwards. Only one goblin still stood. With the two huge warriors standing on either side of him, he knew he could not escape. He snarled his last battlecry and lunged at Dagan, hoping to at least earn himself a quick death.  Before he reached the warrior, though, his entire body failed him as he was stricken by overwhelming, unbelievable agony. He collapsed to the ground and writhed as his muscles involuntarily spasmed. Fighting to regain control over his body, he looked up and saw the small human child standing over him as his last breath wheezed out of him. She smiled.*** After making sure that noone else was injured, Del helped Dagan force the crossbow bolt through his shoulder. He grimaced, but refused to allow the Druid to use her magic to either ease his pain or close the wound. After bandaging him, Del turned to the others. Smiling, but disappointed he hadn't been able to take part in the combat, Ortac said, "Well, at least we know we're on the right track."</blockquote>

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