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OOC/ For first year students only
"You get your filthy hands out of my pockets!" Calixtus shouted.
It didn't have the intended effect. The goblin gave him a sharp back hand. It hurt.
"It shuts it's stupid face!" the goblin spat. It finished patting down Calixtus and stepped back.
"S'not a lot," the other goblin complained, looking at the pile of coins and minor jewellery.
A few minutes ago.
Calixtus gave a snort of frustration. This was busy work. It was a waste of their time.
Beyond the city were piles of rubble. The passing of a great dragon - a species long thought extinct - had done great damage to the city.
They had been taught some simple spells to move objects. Now they were out here sorting bricks from wood, mortar from beams.
"I say we all stop," Callixtus called out to the other first year students. "No one will notice if we didn't actually get anything..."
He stopped at the sight of something moving in a pile of rubble. He caught a glint of light on the head of a spear. Not a real spear, like the guards used. It was a hatchet tied onto a gnarled stick. It was carried by a goblin.
"...oh dear. "
The present
"Psst..." went Calixtus.
His hands were tied behind his back, but the goblins had walked a short distance away.
"We need a plan to escape!"
