Once in the land of Sodius, ruled by King Griffith, lived a Harium Goblin named Roar.
Soduis was a very interesting land, ruled by good kings, evil dragons, and a couple of evil kings thrown in, too. Among all these were the Goblins. Some were incredibly evil, with slime dripping of their reptilian skin, but others were like the Harium Goblins. Harium Goblins were large, almost eight feet tall, with a furry body like that of a human, feet of a cat, and husky dog ears. Their noses were upturned too, giving them a fierce and yet strangely cute air.
Roar was such a Goblin, and as brave as he was, was one of King Griffith's best warriors. He was large and could wield a battle axe quite effectively against slimy goblins and giant dragons.
One time in the year of the reign of the 31st Hundred king, King Griffith the Kind and Strong, as he was called, Roar heard of a battle to be waged between King Griffith and wicked King Berne. Roar naturally was called to fight in this fearsome battle. He decided he better bring his invisibility cloak as well. After all it might come in handy. He'd found the cloak floating in a river, three years ago. It had a spell cast on it from an evil sorcerer who had once roamed the Claddel Mountains. The cloak had, up until then, been used for evil purposes. Once Roar had found it though, he had decided to put it to good use.
Once on the battle field, after King Berne had commanded his minions to attack, Roar slipped on his cloak. Instantly he was rendered invisible. Now that the enemy could not see him, he damaged their numbers greatly. He went about smashing their ugly skulls with his immense hammer. While he was distracted by two large brutes, who were giving him a hard time, even without being able to see him, an arrow pierced his back. Now, arrows did not do much harm to Roar, for he was a mighty Harium Goblin, but it did start a tear in his cloak.
As he kept plowing through the ranks of King Berne, the tear began to widen and spread, as grasping hands tried to catch the Goblin. At last, the cloak could take it no longer and rent in half, right down the middle, leaving the tied half visible around Roar's neck. Roar was oblivious to the fact that the minions could now see him. He continued to smash heads and bones.
Some minions gathered at his back, bows at the ready. The command was given and they shot 40 arrows into his back. One arrow, was not a big hindrence, but if you've ever been shot by 40, you know it is no small pain. The Goblin fell to his knees, grunting in pain. The minions surrounded him, watching as he rolled onto his stomach, dirtying his soft belly hair.
King Berne who had been watching the proceedings, glided through the dense circle of armor clad minions, to address once and for all, the fallen Goblin:"So, you will die at last, Roar, by the hands of my foolish henchmen," he sneered. Roar did not answer, he merely glanced up sullenly.
"Well, my courts will rejoice when your pelt is placed as a rug at the foot of my throne." With that he swung his sword where it would drive a lethal blow in the Goblin’s neck, but he did not see the ripped half of cloak at his feet. Somehow, he tripped on it, and fell forward, his arms flailing. Before Roar had blinked, the wicked king lay dead at his side, impaled by his own sword. Seeing their leader fall, the minions felt all the rage of battle flow from them, and raised their arms in submission.
King Griffith's troops took them into captivity and recovered the body of King Berne. Roar was submitted to the King's infirmary where he healed up nicely with only the scars to boast. And now all of Sodius wonders at the happenings on that fateful day, when the brave Goblin Roar's cloak killed the king.
Soduis was a very interesting land, ruled by good kings, evil dragons, and a couple of evil kings thrown in, too. Among all these were the Goblins. Some were incredibly evil, with slime dripping of their reptilian skin, but others were like the Harium Goblins. Harium Goblins were large, almost eight feet tall, with a furry body like that of a human, feet of a cat, and husky dog ears. Their noses were upturned too, giving them a fierce and yet strangely cute air.
Roar was such a Goblin, and as brave as he was, was one of King Griffith's best warriors. He was large and could wield a battle axe quite effectively against slimy goblins and giant dragons.
One time in the year of the reign of the 31st Hundred king, King Griffith the Kind and Strong, as he was called, Roar heard of a battle to be waged between King Griffith and wicked King Berne. Roar naturally was called to fight in this fearsome battle. He decided he better bring his invisibility cloak as well. After all it might come in handy. He'd found the cloak floating in a river, three years ago. It had a spell cast on it from an evil sorcerer who had once roamed the Claddel Mountains. The cloak had, up until then, been used for evil purposes. Once Roar had found it though, he had decided to put it to good use.
Once on the battle field, after King Berne had commanded his minions to attack, Roar slipped on his cloak. Instantly he was rendered invisible. Now that the enemy could not see him, he damaged their numbers greatly. He went about smashing their ugly skulls with his immense hammer. While he was distracted by two large brutes, who were giving him a hard time, even without being able to see him, an arrow pierced his back. Now, arrows did not do much harm to Roar, for he was a mighty Harium Goblin, but it did start a tear in his cloak.
As he kept plowing through the ranks of King Berne, the tear began to widen and spread, as grasping hands tried to catch the Goblin. At last, the cloak could take it no longer and rent in half, right down the middle, leaving the tied half visible around Roar's neck. Roar was oblivious to the fact that the minions could now see him. He continued to smash heads and bones.
Some minions gathered at his back, bows at the ready. The command was given and they shot 40 arrows into his back. One arrow, was not a big hindrence, but if you've ever been shot by 40, you know it is no small pain. The Goblin fell to his knees, grunting in pain. The minions surrounded him, watching as he rolled onto his stomach, dirtying his soft belly hair.
King Berne who had been watching the proceedings, glided through the dense circle of armor clad minions, to address once and for all, the fallen Goblin:"So, you will die at last, Roar, by the hands of my foolish henchmen," he sneered. Roar did not answer, he merely glanced up sullenly.
"Well, my courts will rejoice when your pelt is placed as a rug at the foot of my throne." With that he swung his sword where it would drive a lethal blow in the Goblin’s neck, but he did not see the ripped half of cloak at his feet. Somehow, he tripped on it, and fell forward, his arms flailing. Before Roar had blinked, the wicked king lay dead at his side, impaled by his own sword. Seeing their leader fall, the minions felt all the rage of battle flow from them, and raised their arms in submission.
King Griffith's troops took them into captivity and recovered the body of King Berne. Roar was submitted to the King's infirmary where he healed up nicely with only the scars to boast. And now all of Sodius wonders at the happenings on that fateful day, when the brave Goblin Roar's cloak killed the king.
