If we still have an excess of extra goblins hanging around, you can always make a gladiator arena you know. It'd give you something to do at least, carving out a grand coliseum underground. That way after you're done with your interrogations you can have a rather fitting fight to the death with the goblins.
Oh I had a thought for my firstborn. You should make them an engraver, so basically our resident historian.
Sure! For now, I'm using you as our historian. You're not an engraver, but it will work. Especially for this update.
10th of Sandstone, 133: AnswersSplint was sleeping, so I decided to start interrogating without her. I had my blades in hands and the goblin was brought before me in his cage. He was chained down also so he wouldn't escape.
I called up Karkov since he knew much of our past. Stories, legends, facts, there wasn't much he didn't know. He arrived about a couple months after I did with six others. He stayed back with a slab for keeping notes. And then we began:
Highmax: "Alright goblin. I'm gonna ask you some questions and you're going to answer me. Are we clear?
Goblin: "Go to hell!"
Highmax: "Don't test me. Just because Splint has a nasty temper for goblins, doesn't mean I don't. Your kin killed a good friend of mine. Now, I'll ask the first question. Who are you?"
Goblin: "Go soak your head, I'm not answering ANYTHING. Especially to a filthy dwarf!"
Highmax: "So be it."
<Highmax breaks the goblin's fingers, goblin screams>
Goblin: "Dark One take you!"
Highmax: "You've got ten fingers. The more you do this, the more I'm going to break. I'll ask again; who are you?"
Goblin: "Asno... goblin Lasher..."
Highmax: "Who is this dark one?"
Asno: "he is the one who brought us goblins to power! He lead us onto many battles to destroy your kind!"
Highmax: "Names, green-skin."
Asno: "I only know him as the Dark One. Some call him The Master. Some, those who are stupidly devout, call him the King from the Depths. His name brings fear to all who hear it. Only his most trusted generals know his true name!"
Highmax: "So what is this "dark one"? A goblin god?"
Asno: "Hes greater then all your gods... Mostly because he exists..."
Highmax: "That doesn't answer my question"
Asno: "Why, does this not help you?"
<Highmax smacks the goblin lasher in the bottom front tooth with the flat of his sword, and the severed part sails off in an arc!>
Asno: "Hes... <cough> ...a demon...
Highmax: "What do you know of the fall of our mountainhomes?"
<asno laughs maniacally>
Asno: "Your precious homes? We sacked it. We burned your homes and slaughtered your people. Our allies managed to weaken you and we came and finished the job!"
Highmax: "Who're your allies?"
Asno: "You never heard of them? Our allies are the beings that exist only to destroy. The Dark One brought them here from a world where they await the end of times. They believe their summoning was their calling to destroy everything, and that the goblins would aid them in doing so. They tower above any living being, even giants and colossi fear them. While you sit here in your fortress, they wage war on the other races that aren't Goblins. We pillaged the world and destroyed all who opposed us! Your kin were merely the first!"
Highmax: "What are these things?"
Asno: "You don't have the guts to hear their name"
<Highmax grabs the goblin's throat with his right hand>
Highmax: "WHAT ARE THEY!?"
Asno: "Jotun..."
Highmax: "Rot in hell, green-skin. Damn all your kin for bringing these monsters to us!"
<highmax stabs the goblin lasher with his <-iron longsword-> in the upper body, tearing apart the skin, shattering the bone and piercing the heart>
<the goblin lasher is unconscious!>
Karkov recorded the whole thing. He was as shocked as I was when we found out the Jotun have arrived. Surely this meant either the end times or the last stand of all living things. But other races fell. Are we the race that the Jotun hunt? Are we truly safe in our hole underground? I fear the worst...