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Events of the 13th of Hematite.
Gimli had been bored. These human traders, while basically sitting ducks, moved so slowly.
And, because the rest of his squad was goofing off doing other things, he was left alone to babysit the humans.
He didn't actually expect to be attacked by goblins. Most of the wagons were already inside the gates, and not able to be further bothered by the green skinned bastards.
And yet, here he was, surrounded on all sides by the creatures. They appeared gleeful at catching him alone.
The glee somewhat lessened when he buried his axe in the closest one's belly before beheading it.
Gimli briefly wondered if he could kill them all before the next merchant came around the corner, and sighed as it emerged almost as soon as he thought this.
The merchant appeared horrified at what was in front of him.
Two and a half living goblins.
"HELP!" he called out, and a human pikeman came jogging around the corner in response.
"Never fear, friend dwarf!" he shouted, patronisingly, before sticking his pike into an unconscious goblin as Gimli destroyed the last threatening one.
"I feel so much safer." he said dryly, and quickly assisted the pikeman in ending the life of the goblin. "Maybe now I can sleep soundly."
The human just grinned stupidy.