The not-immortal Blacksmith

110 The Not Immortal Blacksmith – More of Goblins…and Kittens??



3rd of Amsiel,

After last nights "Sky Boom Boom" demonstration, something queer happened. In the morning, we had another three dozen goblins and twice that amount of Hobs and Gobs. Not that they had reproduced overnight, but four smaller remnant tribes saw the display and came to join us.

The five tribes; or clans as it were; have been in discussion all day. The trading of knowledge and tactics between the Hobs and Gobs, and the Goblins teaching each other games. It has been fascinating to watch as we slowly roll down the road.

With this many greenies walking down the road together, it kinda makes sense that the uneducated would worry. It doesn't excuse the prejudice, but I can understand it. It does explain why the OTK spend so much time doing public relations and community service as part of their training. Nothing like seeing a hoard of half-demons with weapons bearing down on you to scare the poo from your cheeks.

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Demonia

Colonel Charles Dogeater, intelligence division, walked into the Green barracks of the Order of the Kittens, raised his voice a slight amount, and spoke, "Master Sergeant! There is some trouble in the Deepfalsian Dominion having to do with Goblins."

All conversation and movement stopped, as the 83 individuals in attendance turned to stare at the Colonel. Master Sergeant Vvelox, a half-demon of green skin lineage (as were the rest of the platoon) stood up. "We'll be ready to leave in thirty. What do we need to know?"

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Deepfalsia

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6th of Amsiel,

More greenies have joined us. They come in ones or twos, nothing bigger than a dozen. These are remnants of tribes who have lost their protecters; or in some cases, protecters who were on the verge of death or violence because they lost their charges. All the stories were the same: They had been attacked with poison and fire, and had been forced to flee. Only to be hounded and cut down while they ran.

I'm torn; if I'm helping here, I can't hunt the killers; but if I hunt the killers, I can't help here. I hate this. On the good side of things, the Goblins are unifying their bonds. Soon they will become a new clan.

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The Green Platoon from the Order of The Kittens were streaming across the hills and valleys of the north, making a bee's line towards the disturbance. Centuries ago, they had been charged with all affairs of the Goblins, after the Heretic (may he never return) had made a comment about them "needing looking after on occasion". Now, the Green Platoon was made up almost exclusively of those who could trace their family tree back to the Goblin line. Some knew the clan, most did not. The others, not of the blood, were there because they knew the culture or the language. All were treated equal, because the Heretic (may he never return) had said (several times) "Discrimination is stupid. If someone can do the job, have them do it. I don't care what they look like, or where they're from, LET THEM WORK!" And so, it was.

Had anyone been watching, they would have seen a swarm of some hundred or more Worgs, and a few large cats, bolting over hills, splashing through creeks and rivers, all in formation. Then as one, they would switch direction, like a swarm of birds in flight.

Editor's note – Let's be honest here, if you, gentle reader, had seen the sight, you would have probably shat yourself. –

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10th of Amsiel,

We are overrun with Goblins. I swear every clan, partial clan, and remnant of a clan has shown up. I have lost track of who is who, and what is where. I have only done one more Sky Boom Boom show, and it brought in well over a hundred. Thank the gods for Bri. Bri can track anything and everyone. She hasn't forgotten a face, a name, a clan, a banner, anything. She has a mind that I envy. I love that woman so much.

We, the caravan that is, has stopped moving. This is a full-blown conclave. I doubt we will leave for a week or more.

11th of Amsiel,

…Well bugger me. The Kittens have showed up…


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