Kill those green animals
From Torg Adventure
“My father didn’t raise no coward.” You mutter to yourself the same words you’ve used many times before you've rushed head first into a brawl, but no sooner than the words cross your lips than you remember the horrors of the past few days. Your Pa is dead, along with the rest of your family and you did nothing to save them but hide under a old tub. Where was the courage there? True, you thought you had at least saved Melena from the beasts but even in that you had failed. The prophet’s words of hope seem shallow now, as you touch for the thousandth time in the past days the pouch that held the gem. What good is saving the land, if all its inhabitants have been slain?
A cold anger sweeps over your body and after checking that your sword was loose in its sheath you step out of the barn and head for the goblins. At first they didn’t even notice your approach, but as your pounding feet get closer all three of the goblins look up in horror.
The small one on your right takes the full fury of your axe blow. He is lifted off his feet and thrown against the bound body of the elf striking her with a loud thud before collapsing onto her back. Your axe is embedded so deeply in the goblin’s ribcage that after one futile attempt to dislodge it you drop the handle and draw your sword. The leader of the crew has picked up a nasty looking blade from the ground and is waving it at you from the far side of the fence. The other goblin turns to run, tripping over the leggings that are bunched at his ankles and falling in an awkward sprawl two paces from where you stand.
It would be easy enough to drop onto his back and drive the point of your blade into the soft spot in the base of his skull, but even in your rage you have no taste for killing fallen opponents and a fleeing goblin is less of a threat to you than the larger one who is kicking off his leggings and approaching the fence with his blade at the ready. His knobby erection still drips with saliva from the elf and sticks from his body in a comic fashion, but there is nothing funny about his expression as he vaults over the fence directly at you. Startled by his aggressiveness you step back and the goblin hisses at you in a language that you can mostly understand.
“You fraid of me Kaatcka?” He sneers as he lifts the black blade towards your chest. “I cuts you good, big man. I cuts you till you small like me.” Despite his fierce words, the goblin leader has not attacked yet, and you worry about his little friend who may return to attack from behind.
“Die you green scum!” You tell him as you start a series of thrusts and slashes forcing him back under your assault. You are able to draw blood twice as you press him, once on his muscular arm and the other time on his thigh not far from his now flaccid member. You had hoped to pin him against the fence but he slipped by one of your thrusts and circled away into the open square.
“Oh” He grunts “I sees you a fightman.” He hesitates noticing the bulge in your leggings, then continues motioning to the bound elf at your side. “A fightman likes you want wo-man, yes?” His eyes search yours for any sign of comprehension. “I puts me Kaatcka down, I stand there” he says pointing to a large oak tree thirty paces to the side “You take little biskhana, yes? You use her yes?” His face breaks into a smile “When you done, leave biskhana, go. No more fight”
You consider his offer. Not so you can ravage the sweet elf at your feet, but if he put down his weapon and backs away it would make it much easier to rescue her. He senses your hesitation and takes another step away speaking again as he lowers the point of his heavy blade.
“Yes you feel her, she soft like prakde, warm like tertar and tight like …” Words fail him and he makes a fist with his left hand and shows you the tiny space between his curled fingers. A quick glance at the elf at your feet confirm that she is as attractive as you thought when you first saw her from the barn. She has turned her face as far as possible and is watching you with her huge eyes that seem to glow with the rising sun.
Do you take the goblin's offer?
