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NIGHT GOBLIN FANATICS Snotgit completed the preparations, passing the vials to four goblins. He had gotten them hooked on it a few weeks back, as many goblins enjoyed the euphoria that Snotgits potions granted, and the power it gave them to become invincible during battle. The downfall was that most goblins did not survive the battle after drinking the potion. The goblins returned to their groups, knowing that battle would commence soon. The Dwarves had become persistent in the preceding days, increasing the attacks on the tribes. As the Dwarves thundered across the field to close contact, the goblins began to chant and drum their weapons against shields. A whole could be seen developing in the front ranks of Skeezer's Pride, and soon a goblin carrying a massive ball and chain emerged. With slow persistence, the goblin developed momentum and the ball became a whirling mass of destruction. At full charge, the unit of hammerers bearing down on them were unable to stop, and the fanatic tore through the ranks, leaving at least seven dead warriors behind. After emerging from the far side of the unit, invincible to even a mighty dwarf in armor, the goblin shifted directions to another target. The power, the thrill of it all. Something grabbed at his foot, a root, or rock, and the goblin tripped. As he began to fall, the whirling ball and chain wrapped itself around his body until the ball landed squarely to the back of his head.
Posted: 3 Oct 2021
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