The gates! Goblins at the gates!
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_A battle raged at the Rawlinswood gates. Heroes and warriors of sword and sorcery flew to the defense of the town as the mercenary guards were overwhelmed by goblinkin and violent bugbear monsters.
As the blood seeped into the grass, corpses litering the town's entrance, a man in dull red and black armor stepped forth from the beleaguered city and offered a bounty._
"Five thousand…coin...for the head...of this band's...leader" the chancellor intoned in his slow, monotone.
As he departed the powerful cleric of the Slaughter God added to a nearby member of the druidic circle "…and a ...thousand coin...for the...source of...the...blighted mistletoe."
And he departed, his heavy boots splattering oozing blood over the muddy earth.
DM: Maythor (GutHook)
