Whoami
fledermaus
Izurich
Mixtape Ghost N
Guardian Angel HarukiGreen Spears
A new home and new hope are all that Iron Guts had with him. Clawcrest is no longer, eaten by the hordes of monsters that rest below. Most, if not all, Clawcrest goblins are wandering refugees or either eaten by the victors. For Iron Guts, he managed to gather a very small gang of goblins and fled to parts unknown. Either by luck or the blessing of the gods, Iron Guts found a small base of his own kin from Clawcrest with supplies. That was one day ago. It was very clear that most of these goblins had no one skilled in the area of command or fighting. Lucky for them, Iron Guts was a talented military commander. Of course, Guts does not command armies anymore and just has a few goblin soldiers to his name.
Waking up from his dirt bed, Iron Guts had a long day ahead of him. “What to do,” Iron Guts thought to himself. Guts stood by himself, going through his inner-thought process. Most of his kin would likely be focused on getting the basics done. Shelter, food, and likewise. His gang is all filled with soldiers. Only Charag and Sebra had civil skills. Charag had knowledge of goblin god myths, and Sebra was a decent hunter. Here is what I will do. Kitsgash and Charag will stand guard while Sebra hunts down food. That sounds good. But what about me? Well, I’ll have to tell my gang to do their duties first but what after? Of course, I’ll have to do something. If anything, I’ll just also stand guard. Who knows what dangers that these woodlands will bring. Clawcrest was infested with monsters and the wildness is likely no different. Sadly, there is not much here. All we got is some spears, clubs, and crappy short bows. I guess those will have to do.
Iron Guts breaks out of his inner machinations and takes a few short steps into Sebra’s tent. He pokes his head in. “Wake up, sleepyhead. Meet me in front of the camp,” Guts raises his voice. Iron Guts quickly pulls his head away from the tent and goes to Kitsgash’s tent. He does the same. Charag is no different. Before long, all of the Green Spears are awake and now stand before their lead commander.
“Kitsgash and Charag, you two are on guard duty. Go get your equipment,” Guts says with an authoritative voice. Iron Guts then turns his attention to Sebra.
“You’re on a hunting duty. Go get your arrow and bow and kill some meat for us. Got it?” Guts say as Sebra nods. The goblins rush out of sight of the commander, likely to get their stuff for the day ahead.
As for Guts, he goes to the stockpile shortly after, grabs a spear, and stands with Kitsgash and Charag on overwatch.
