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Goblins always had the reputation of being bad, mischievous, vile and evil creature in folklore and legends. Which is the reason why in many stories they are depicted as such. Even in the stories that Yakeru had written in his past life. They would murder or kidnap people, raid homes and settlements or be a general nuisance to the hero and his party and if someone would ask why they did it, the natural reply would be because they were evil. No one really looked beyond that point of view. Hearing the words of Chatak, would you think or believe that this was all a big misconception of an entire race of mo...creatures? It had certainly not helped being woken up to an entire army of goblins, killing people left and right. Yakeru could understand that being bullied, hunted and killed for sport for generation was enough to fuel the anger of the goblins. Enough to rise up against the humans who had treated them like this but it was not a solid reason to start killing innocents.
An eye for an eye should not be the way it should go but then again isn't that what Yakeru had just done?
All of them had killed goblins but that was out of self-defence. He on the other hand had, after they had gotten safe passage out of the city, returned and slaughtered every goblin on his path until he had reached this point, meaning he was no better than the humans who treated the goblins as such.
Chatak's speech and Mackensie's look and words had put an everlasting impression on him, making the feeling that he had been wrong even stronger.
The soft touch of her hand on his shoulder felt strangely soothing. He took a deep breath and relaxed, turning his head towards her and with a slight smile, gave her a grateful nod.
This Chatak had certainly a gifted tongue. If his words were true and if there were more goblins just like Chatak, then perhaps all hope was not yet lost for this world. It seemed that this goblin was more than meets the eye. Just like Jared, the hulking knight, Dexter the demon boy and even mister Avant. This world, its inhabitants and lore seemed to be more than meets the eye. Yakeru knew too little of it yet to fully understand what was going on yet he was intent to find it all out. Maybe he would find out there was a deeper meaning behind all this.
“Very well.” Yakeru bowed his head to Chatak before turning on his heels and following Mackensie down the road. He could sense they were being watched and not only by Chatak. It was her presence, somewhere close by though still he kept walking, trying to ignore it.
Robert and Dexter were waiting for them and though it seemed that Robert was remaining his calm composure, the tone in his voice revealed annoyance. This was not over, Yakeru understood.
Great...
So far all his actions had led him to getting scolded. Not how it should have been in a story or a fairy tale. It made him think that he should stop acting as if he was in one, no matter how fantastic this world was, and react more rationally.
The group, together with the refugees and prisoners, had grown into a small army though the prisoners who appeared to be all soldiers would probably move on soon. There were some wounded among them though but Yakeru was certain they would get help in the nearby village.
An eye for an eye should not be the way it should go but then again isn't that what Yakeru had just done?
All of them had killed goblins but that was out of self-defence. He on the other hand had, after they had gotten safe passage out of the city, returned and slaughtered every goblin on his path until he had reached this point, meaning he was no better than the humans who treated the goblins as such.
Chatak's speech and Mackensie's look and words had put an everlasting impression on him, making the feeling that he had been wrong even stronger.
The soft touch of her hand on his shoulder felt strangely soothing. He took a deep breath and relaxed, turning his head towards her and with a slight smile, gave her a grateful nod.
This Chatak had certainly a gifted tongue. If his words were true and if there were more goblins just like Chatak, then perhaps all hope was not yet lost for this world. It seemed that this goblin was more than meets the eye. Just like Jared, the hulking knight, Dexter the demon boy and even mister Avant. This world, its inhabitants and lore seemed to be more than meets the eye. Yakeru knew too little of it yet to fully understand what was going on yet he was intent to find it all out. Maybe he would find out there was a deeper meaning behind all this.
“Very well.” Yakeru bowed his head to Chatak before turning on his heels and following Mackensie down the road. He could sense they were being watched and not only by Chatak. It was her presence, somewhere close by though still he kept walking, trying to ignore it.
Robert and Dexter were waiting for them and though it seemed that Robert was remaining his calm composure, the tone in his voice revealed annoyance. This was not over, Yakeru understood.
Great...
So far all his actions had led him to getting scolded. Not how it should have been in a story or a fairy tale. It made him think that he should stop acting as if he was in one, no matter how fantastic this world was, and react more rationally.
The group, together with the refugees and prisoners, had grown into a small army though the prisoners who appeared to be all soldiers would probably move on soon. There were some wounded among them though but Yakeru was certain they would get help in the nearby village.
@Rabidporcupine @Zool
Great posts! I'll start thinking about the reply though Yakeru would have not a lot to say considering the words of Chatak and the look of Mackensie but yeah very nice.
Great posts! I'll start thinking about the reply though Yakeru would have not a lot to say considering the words of Chatak and the look of Mackensie but yeah very nice.
The soldiers were also innocent though
Darn it you are right, well I guess the civilians who Yakeru saved were perhaps of a family who did not make it out in time? Those numbers are unknown to the party at this time but thanks again for putting them!
If anybody else had spoken to Yakeru, in his current state, as Mackensie had done just know he would have straight up ignored it or tell them to fuck off and be on his merry way. But it was just because these words came from Mackensie that they seemed to reach him and strike him deep where it counts. He had not expected this from her. She had been the first friendly face he had seen after waking up in this world and now she was scolding him making him feel like an idiot. Of course he cared! Could she not understand why he had done all this? He opened his mouth but words failed to come out.
Even if you could save just one life, it would have made fighting more than worth it, even when it costs your life in the process.
Seeing the anger in her eyes and sense it in her voice, he refrained from saying this out loud. It would probably just make her more angry. He closed his mouth and turned his gaze away from her. She was right of course, he had let his emotions take over and as he thought back on his actions it was clear he had not been thinking very rationally. Perhaps he still wasn't completely but at least she had gotten his attention.
“I...”
He got interrupted by a loud screeching sound. A flying creature, Yakeru vaguely recognized as something like a wyvern made its way towards them. From where they were standing, he could see the grin on the face of the goblin pilot as he aimed his crossbow. At least Yakeru was not alone to deal with this new problem, though he felt bad that he had dragged Mackensie into this. He made a mental note to apologize to her a thousand times, if they somehow made it out of this whole ordeal alive.
“I'll be decoy and try to lure it toward me. Get behind some cover and shoot it down when you have the chance.”
He pushed her gently out of the way to give his words some force and waved his sword at the incoming creature. “Here you monster! Did you want to get a piece of this? Come and get it!”
He deflected an incoming bolt and stared the goblin pilot straight in the eyes. He had expected another bolt coming his way but suddenly the wyvern veered off and flew away, the goblin shaking his fist at them. It seemed the goblin had received different orders, which could only mean that they had gotten the attention of the Witch. Again.
Oh damn.
“Humans! No more fighting, you make worse. Chatak already talk to Witch. Free humans of town. No be stupid, yes? No waste new life so quick.”
A voice spoke up behind them catching Yakeru by surprise. More so because it was a goblin who spoke to them. A goblin? Who they could understand? Asking them to stop fighting...Yakeru scoffed.
“Did the Witch now send one of her minions to talk to us? I'm sure she could not be bothered with us.” He raised an eyebrow at the man who stood next to the goblin, shifting his weight from one leg to the other. From the uniform, Yakeru could make out that he had been a guard. It all seemed like a very strange situation. This goblin had claimed to have talked to her on behalf of the prisoners, somehow Yakeru found that hard to believe.
“Why don't you tell her...”
To go fuck herself? Or better yet, to come here, kneel down before you and beg for forgiveness for all the carnage and for all the innocents she and her army have killed? Yeah that worked well last time, genius.
Yakeru sighed as he massaged his nosebridge, something he used to do when he felt annoyed or tired. Now he felt both.
“I will only believe that when I see it happen. Not before.”
He sheathed his sword and crossed his arms.
Even if you could save just one life, it would have made fighting more than worth it, even when it costs your life in the process.
Seeing the anger in her eyes and sense it in her voice, he refrained from saying this out loud. It would probably just make her more angry. He closed his mouth and turned his gaze away from her. She was right of course, he had let his emotions take over and as he thought back on his actions it was clear he had not been thinking very rationally. Perhaps he still wasn't completely but at least she had gotten his attention.
“I...”
He got interrupted by a loud screeching sound. A flying creature, Yakeru vaguely recognized as something like a wyvern made its way towards them. From where they were standing, he could see the grin on the face of the goblin pilot as he aimed his crossbow. At least Yakeru was not alone to deal with this new problem, though he felt bad that he had dragged Mackensie into this. He made a mental note to apologize to her a thousand times, if they somehow made it out of this whole ordeal alive.
“I'll be decoy and try to lure it toward me. Get behind some cover and shoot it down when you have the chance.”
He pushed her gently out of the way to give his words some force and waved his sword at the incoming creature. “Here you monster! Did you want to get a piece of this? Come and get it!”
He deflected an incoming bolt and stared the goblin pilot straight in the eyes. He had expected another bolt coming his way but suddenly the wyvern veered off and flew away, the goblin shaking his fist at them. It seemed the goblin had received different orders, which could only mean that they had gotten the attention of the Witch. Again.
Oh damn.
“Humans! No more fighting, you make worse. Chatak already talk to Witch. Free humans of town. No be stupid, yes? No waste new life so quick.”
A voice spoke up behind them catching Yakeru by surprise. More so because it was a goblin who spoke to them. A goblin? Who they could understand? Asking them to stop fighting...Yakeru scoffed.
“Did the Witch now send one of her minions to talk to us? I'm sure she could not be bothered with us.” He raised an eyebrow at the man who stood next to the goblin, shifting his weight from one leg to the other. From the uniform, Yakeru could make out that he had been a guard. It all seemed like a very strange situation. This goblin had claimed to have talked to her on behalf of the prisoners, somehow Yakeru found that hard to believe.
“Why don't you tell her...”
To go fuck herself? Or better yet, to come here, kneel down before you and beg for forgiveness for all the carnage and for all the innocents she and her army have killed? Yeah that worked well last time, genius.
Yakeru sighed as he massaged his nosebridge, something he used to do when he felt annoyed or tired. Now he felt both.
“I will only believe that when I see it happen. Not before.”
He sheathed his sword and crossed his arms.
@Dark cloud @Zerofighter @Zool @Thinslayer @Conscripts
As the bulky knight removed the shroud from his head, Yakeru had not expected to see the face of a young man. It did not fit the image he had in his mind when he had seen the knight tearing through all those goblins. He wondered even if they had picked up someone else who donned a similar knightly armour. No, it was the same person though. Or not? He had a different vibe over him then earlier. It was too confusing to keep thinking about it for now. Perhaps they could ask the knight his story when they arrived at the house of Robert.
He turned towards the burning city, the smoke rising high it almost blotted out the sun. Even from this distance he could clearly see the holes the explosions had created, penetrating the city walls. It seemed that even when the city was considered lost, people were still willing to fight for it. Did that mean there were still people alive? But who was willingly spilling blood and risking their lives for perhaps the few they could save from the forces of the Witch? Why?
He suddenly reached for his head as pain shot through it. It felt as if he was getting stabbed in his skull. He left the side of David and took a few steps before sinking on one knee. His head was spinning and he closed his eyes, his mind projecting the voices of everyone time and time again.
...who opposes the witch...
...small pockets of resistance...
...that bitch needs to be knocked down a few pegs...
...at your service...
...fight for whats right...
All of them, this team as David had put it, had walked out of the city unharmed. Did they not have...some kind of duty to the people who could still be alive in there? They had been summoned here according to Robert Savant, they were expected to do great deeds. So why were they walking away? They had to turn back.
Still those two women were there. They would not stand a chance. Not to either one of them.
He could feel another stab in his head.
YOU would not. Because you are weak... A voice whispered in his head. Teasing.
No, I...
Yes, you are a weakling. You almost peed your pants back there. The voice started to chuckle.You are not hurt, yet you let your new companion carry you to safety, support you, comfort you. Perhaps next time, you can ask him to dry your tears and help you blow your nose! You are no hero.
It was true. Yakeru had wanted to be like the hero from his novels, fearless in the face of great evil. Yet he had frozen and had relied on someone else to get him away from there.
Who are you even?
Oh but you know me, as well as I know you. I see right through you and see you for what you really are: A cowardly weakling who deserves no place in this party. All of them are going to turn their backs on you. One. By. One.
Shut up! Who are you?!
I am you. Miyazaki Hakaru.
Wrong. I am Yakeru and I am not weak. Not any more!
Prove it, you coward. The voice hissed.
I will!
Weak....ling...
“I am not weak...” Without realizing he had spoken these words out loud. He wiped the dirt from his pants and narrowed his eyes as he turned his head to look back at the city once more. In his mind he could hear screams coming, flowing on the wind. Gritting his teeth as he clenched his fists. The sound of the voices from his companions did not seem to penetrate his ears, sounding more as if they came from behind a thick veil. Without saying a word, he started to walk, past Jared and Dex. His right hand moved to the hilt of his sword and his feet started to run. He did not pay attention to what was happening behind him, he just kept on running.
The city gate came closer with every step and Yakeru could see two goblins dragging dead bodies from a cart. One of them pointed at the quickly approaching figure. Light reflected on the blade of the drawn sword. Yakeru roared. The goblins shrieked. With one fluent wave of his sword, and without lowering his speed, he cleaved them both, from the waist, in two. He did not stop there. A goblin patrol had tried to stop him. There were only five of them. The fools His heart was filled with anger, to both the goblins and himself, not letting other feelings enter. His mind was set on just one thing: Death.
Four of them he left in a gory mess of blood and guts, picking up a spear and threw it straight through the neck of the last one who was trying to escape. It gurgled as it drowned in its blood, clutching the point of the spear sticking out of its throat.
Yakeru breathed heavily and his heart was pounding fast but still he felt unsatisfied.
He followed the sounds of dreadful screams and horrifying laughter. A group of goblins, led by a big one, had captured a small group of people, mostly women and old men. Armed with spears and short swords they were trying to drive them into a cage or some sorts. One of the women cried out as one of the goblins tore on her clothes. Whatever he had been thinking, Yakeru made sure it was the last thing in this world he had. Blood sprayed on the young woman as the head of the goblin was cut clean off. It landed at the feet of the big one, who kicked it in curious wonder before turning his gaze toward this new threat. The Witch had ordered them not to attack the reincarnations, but now there was one killing his brethren. He could not let this go unpunished.
The little ones did not prove much of a challenge for the wrath of Yakeru. “Go!” He yelled at the captured humans. “Get out of here! Move!” A blow of a club missed him by a hair and he took a few steps back, defending the people and keeping his eyes on the big brute who was surprisingly fast considering his height. The club came down again which Yakeru managed to dodge and he twirled around the goblin, slashing its legs and its back. It roared and spoke in some sort of guttural language which Yakeru did not understand. It probable meant nothing good anyway. A massive hand smacked against his ribs and he flew against a half destroyed wall. He coughed as he fell to the ground and got grabbed before he got time to get on his feet. He got lifted into the air, the face of the goblin coming closer, ready to take a bite out of him. He tried to raise his arm but it was held firmly so he could not move his sword.
If you would ask him later, Yakeru would probably not remember how it happened but in that moment, he had closed his eyes and with a flash of green he suddenly found himself behind the goblin who was still looking at his now empty hand. The sword of Yakeru went deep, ignoring any resistance of flesh, tendon and bone, pushing it with both his hands and holding it in place as he moved it up. Warm blood washed over his arms. He did not care and thought only about the people he had saved just now. “I am not weak.”
His legs were shaking but as he heard more noises of running feet coming closer to his position, he gladly turned to meet his foes.
@Zool
As the bulky knight removed the shroud from his head, Yakeru had not expected to see the face of a young man. It did not fit the image he had in his mind when he had seen the knight tearing through all those goblins. He wondered even if they had picked up someone else who donned a similar knightly armour. No, it was the same person though. Or not? He had a different vibe over him then earlier. It was too confusing to keep thinking about it for now. Perhaps they could ask the knight his story when they arrived at the house of Robert.
He turned towards the burning city, the smoke rising high it almost blotted out the sun. Even from this distance he could clearly see the holes the explosions had created, penetrating the city walls. It seemed that even when the city was considered lost, people were still willing to fight for it. Did that mean there were still people alive? But who was willingly spilling blood and risking their lives for perhaps the few they could save from the forces of the Witch? Why?
He suddenly reached for his head as pain shot through it. It felt as if he was getting stabbed in his skull. He left the side of David and took a few steps before sinking on one knee. His head was spinning and he closed his eyes, his mind projecting the voices of everyone time and time again.
...who opposes the witch...
...small pockets of resistance...
...that bitch needs to be knocked down a few pegs...
...at your service...
...fight for whats right...
All of them, this team as David had put it, had walked out of the city unharmed. Did they not have...some kind of duty to the people who could still be alive in there? They had been summoned here according to Robert Savant, they were expected to do great deeds. So why were they walking away? They had to turn back.
Still those two women were there. They would not stand a chance. Not to either one of them.
He could feel another stab in his head.
YOU would not. Because you are weak... A voice whispered in his head. Teasing.
No, I...
Yes, you are a weakling. You almost peed your pants back there. The voice started to chuckle.You are not hurt, yet you let your new companion carry you to safety, support you, comfort you. Perhaps next time, you can ask him to dry your tears and help you blow your nose! You are no hero.
It was true. Yakeru had wanted to be like the hero from his novels, fearless in the face of great evil. Yet he had frozen and had relied on someone else to get him away from there.
Who are you even?
Oh but you know me, as well as I know you. I see right through you and see you for what you really are: A cowardly weakling who deserves no place in this party. All of them are going to turn their backs on you. One. By. One.
Shut up! Who are you?!
I am you. Miyazaki Hakaru.
Wrong. I am Yakeru and I am not weak. Not any more!
Prove it, you coward. The voice hissed.
I will!
Weak....ling...
“I am not weak...” Without realizing he had spoken these words out loud. He wiped the dirt from his pants and narrowed his eyes as he turned his head to look back at the city once more. In his mind he could hear screams coming, flowing on the wind. Gritting his teeth as he clenched his fists. The sound of the voices from his companions did not seem to penetrate his ears, sounding more as if they came from behind a thick veil. Without saying a word, he started to walk, past Jared and Dex. His right hand moved to the hilt of his sword and his feet started to run. He did not pay attention to what was happening behind him, he just kept on running.
The city gate came closer with every step and Yakeru could see two goblins dragging dead bodies from a cart. One of them pointed at the quickly approaching figure. Light reflected on the blade of the drawn sword. Yakeru roared. The goblins shrieked. With one fluent wave of his sword, and without lowering his speed, he cleaved them both, from the waist, in two. He did not stop there. A goblin patrol had tried to stop him. There were only five of them. The fools His heart was filled with anger, to both the goblins and himself, not letting other feelings enter. His mind was set on just one thing: Death.
Four of them he left in a gory mess of blood and guts, picking up a spear and threw it straight through the neck of the last one who was trying to escape. It gurgled as it drowned in its blood, clutching the point of the spear sticking out of its throat.
Yakeru breathed heavily and his heart was pounding fast but still he felt unsatisfied.
He followed the sounds of dreadful screams and horrifying laughter. A group of goblins, led by a big one, had captured a small group of people, mostly women and old men. Armed with spears and short swords they were trying to drive them into a cage or some sorts. One of the women cried out as one of the goblins tore on her clothes. Whatever he had been thinking, Yakeru made sure it was the last thing in this world he had. Blood sprayed on the young woman as the head of the goblin was cut clean off. It landed at the feet of the big one, who kicked it in curious wonder before turning his gaze toward this new threat. The Witch had ordered them not to attack the reincarnations, but now there was one killing his brethren. He could not let this go unpunished.
The little ones did not prove much of a challenge for the wrath of Yakeru. “Go!” He yelled at the captured humans. “Get out of here! Move!” A blow of a club missed him by a hair and he took a few steps back, defending the people and keeping his eyes on the big brute who was surprisingly fast considering his height. The club came down again which Yakeru managed to dodge and he twirled around the goblin, slashing its legs and its back. It roared and spoke in some sort of guttural language which Yakeru did not understand. It probable meant nothing good anyway. A massive hand smacked against his ribs and he flew against a half destroyed wall. He coughed as he fell to the ground and got grabbed before he got time to get on his feet. He got lifted into the air, the face of the goblin coming closer, ready to take a bite out of him. He tried to raise his arm but it was held firmly so he could not move his sword.
If you would ask him later, Yakeru would probably not remember how it happened but in that moment, he had closed his eyes and with a flash of green he suddenly found himself behind the goblin who was still looking at his now empty hand. The sword of Yakeru went deep, ignoring any resistance of flesh, tendon and bone, pushing it with both his hands and holding it in place as he moved it up. Warm blood washed over his arms. He did not care and thought only about the people he had saved just now. “I am not weak.”
His legs were shaking but as he heard more noises of running feet coming closer to his position, he gladly turned to meet his foes.
@Zool
I'll post something later on don't worry people, no not confused here.
@Zerofighter Been reading your posts with Mai and her reaction towards Yakeru.
I can honestly say that Mai is someone who Yakeru will want to beat/defeat in the future. Probably not in the next meeting, or the one after that, but one day. Or die trying...most likely die though...
I can honestly say that Mai is someone who Yakeru will want to beat/defeat in the future. Probably not in the next meeting, or the one after that, but one day. Or die trying...most likely die though...
Or some of us go back to investigate, or we all think it is probably the Witch's forces having fun destroying the city and move further?
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