Suspend disbelief - have an adventure
An Elven Tale: Death of a Demon God (Vol. 2)
The bodies were
strewn about the cavern like piles of dirty laundry. There were clumps of
infantry, archers, dwarves, and Tunnel Wolves with their wards. Scattered about
everything were the twisted corpses of goblins. In the centre of it all Leaf,
John Maryland, and Churlish Flute-Player were laid out at rest. The three had
their heads resting on the same rock, bodies spread out like the spokes of a
wheel. Their bodies were still awash with sweat. A light cut over John's
eyebrow was still bleeding.
"That was certainly an experience,”
John said as he took a drag off one of his cigarillos. He passed the cigar to
Leaf, who looked at it sceptically, and then passed it to Churlish. Churlish
used the tip to light the tobacco in his horn pipe.
"I thought we were dead there for a few
minutes,” Churlish puffed.
"Still bothered about taking the
goblins?” Leaf asked.
"No,” Churlish and John answered at the
same time. When moving out of the goblin village a large controversy had
arisen. The Worsh-Rachel, loyal followers of Christrasters, had every intention
of following Silk to the ends of the world. She would lead them to
Silk tried ordering them to stay behind and
guard the rear, but they flatly refused. If the rest of her servants were going
to attend, so would the goblins. After all, they were all one big happy tribe.
It took John a few hours, combined with pantomime, to explain the command
structure to the goblins. Due to his marriage to the god, Dathon was chief of
the tribe. Nork was the sub-chief who was left in charge of the tribe, and took
orders from Dathon, who in turn took orders from Christrasters. At least that
was the nature of things as far as the goblins knew.
The entire army took a crash course in
goblish. As the language had only a handful of words most did fairly well.
Almost all the Wolves already spoke goblish. Many of the dwarfs and Woods from
the northern forest also knew parts of the language, or at least enough to be
conversational. The Lubbers were proficient, and the Greys the most resistant.
When it came time to incorporate the goblins into the army the only ones that
didn't have a problem were the Paladins.
The goblins ended up performing two main
functions: the trail party made up of the non-warriors and children too young
to fight, the task was to sweep behind the army for any sign of the column’s
passing. All the soldiers were disciplined, but a stray wrapper from hard tack
or pemmican occasionally found its way to the ground. The goblin’s second task
was as advanced scouts. The Tunnel Wolves and Torch knew the basics of
subterranean scouting and architecture. The Woods quickly picked up the skill
of following lava tubes and water runoff, but the goblins knew the tunnels from
living in them for thousands for years. The army had travelled for almost two
weeks without incident while the Worsh-Rachel led them around enemies they
wouldn't even have noticed until too late. The problems started when they
reached the edge of the goblins’ usual ranging habits.
Then they entered the cavern. It was a wide
long passage capable of housing the entire army. Stalactites and stalagmites
covered the ground and ceiling. Rock ledges and crevices lined the walls and
passages branched off from all sides. At the end of the cavern they came across
the bodies of their goblin forerunners. Fighting could be heard in the