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Events of the 13th of Limestone
"Goblins!" shouted Bomrek, pointing her axe towards the advancing group.
Ironblood and Bomrek had been guarding the south gate on the outer wall, and the goblins had shown up over the nearby hillock.
"A single group." said Ironblood. "Lets go!"
He ran towards them, with Bomrek in toe, and the slaughtering of goblins was quick and brutal.
"That can't be all of them, Bomrek." he said.
"Look to the tower... a lookout is pointing to the west!"
"No time to wait for reinforcements..." said Ironblood.
"There may be too many!" replied Bomrek, hesitantly.
"Fine, you go get some help, I'll keep them busy."
"I'll be quick as I can!" she promised.
"So will I!" Ironblood replied, grinning viciously.
The parted way halfway through the courtyard, with Ironblood continuing to the western gate. A goblin was busy dying in a trap, and Ironblood assisted him. More were headed his way, and he leapt down the ramp and cut off the head of the first goblin to reach him.
The second goblin to reach him got its arm cut off and was then struck so hard with the flat of his axe that he went sailing back, slamming into the squad commander and knocking him senseless.
The formidable dwarf advanced on the group, slashing them to pieces mercilessly.
"Sir!" came a familiar voice. It was BurnedToast.
"BurnedToast?! What do you want?"
"I wanted to talk about work allocations!"
"I'm a little busy!" Ironblood shouted, decapitating yet another goblin.
"But its important for the well being of the fortress!" shouted BurnedToast.
"Fine!" said Ironblood.
"YOU HEAR THAT!" he shouted into the face of the next goblin he killed. "I NEED TO HAVE A MEETING!"
He destroyed a few more before they finally ran off.
"Sir!" said Bomrek, running down the ramp. "Adalore will be here swiftly."
"Not swift enough, Bomrek. I spy three more groups northeast of our position."
Ironblood turned to BurnedToast and said "I think you'll have to wait in line behind the goblins."
"Wouldn't that be dangerous?!" gasped BurnedToast in horror.
"It was a metaphor, BurnedToast. Go inside now please." replied Ironblood in exasperation.
"I don't think they've seen us..." said Bomrek.
"Fine. We'll ambush them for a change." said Ironblood.
"What? How?"
"I'll show you." Ironblood said, smiling wickedly.
He ran towards them, keeping low so they couldn't see him over the terrain. He quickly covered himself with snow, and Bomrek did the same next to him. They were concealed and the first group of goblins marched right past them, unawares.
"Now!" hissed Ironblood, leaping too his feet and screaming bloody fury at the goblins who whirled with surprise.
Glaring in the sudden brightness of the sun, he shouted "I BELIEVE WE HAVE A MEETING!"
In the immediate confusion regarding this battle cry, Bomrek cut a nearby goblin's leg off, and thus the battle was joined!