The hobgoblins trekked along the road to Lumbridge. The Lumbridge goblins did not know what was coming.
"Me like orange," said one Lumbridge goblin to the other.
"Me like green," said the other.
The two, very strangely, stopped arguing and sat about the fire, cooking their cow meat.
"That farmer clueless," one goblin says, laughing.
"Yes, that farmer blind," the other said. Earlier that day, the two goblins conversing and one other slew a cow as the farmer was busy attending the dairy cows.
Soon the beef was ready, and the two goblins ate peacefully. After eating, the two goblins managed to fight off a human who was attacking for no reason. The goblins managed to slay the human. "What newb," one goblin said.
"Yes, newb," the other said and laughed.
And then all of a sudden, the two goblins noticed a skirmish near the Lumbridge bridge. The two looked over, and saw that numerous powerful hobgoblins from the west were attacking their village.
"It time!" yelled one goblin.
"Yes!" the other said.
The two ran as fast as they could to their dilapidated home, and pulled out a bag full of deathtouched darts. The goblins quickly and slyly made their way over to the hobgoblins, within throwing distance. And then they threw the darts very accurately at the hobgoblins, killing them one by one. The hobgoblins looked confused, and in fear, they retreated.
The surviving goblins cheered, and ran over to the two heroes.]
Then, all of a sudden, a human approached them, ready to attack any one of them. One small goblin reached into the bag, and threw a deathtouched dart at the human, and he died instantly.
The human arrived at death's office.
"Well, that was strange," the human said.
THE END
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