stolen gifts

Hector waited in ambush, his forest painted armor dulling the light that did strike its surface. He tried to still his breathing, felt his heart want to quicken. They had worked out a sign, as they shoveled boiled oats and roasted nuts down in the pre-dawn light. A handfull of berries too...

OOC/ Only 4 characters please https://chroniclesrp.net/Folklore/Quest:Ho-Ho-Hobgoblins "There, on the cliffside!" Lorinna followed the dwarf's outstretched arm. She saw one of the Hobgoblins strolling beneath a canopy of rock. Lorinna had never seen one before. It seemed lankier than a normal...