Late Winter of 107 in the Town of DreamLetter, pop. 130
The great axe lord Fikod Shemdural went bravely into his last and greatest triumph today, wherein he single-handedly slew fifteen goblins. He was on routine long range perimeter patrol, and as was his custom, he scouted ahead of the squad. He found what he was looking for, just north of the fort -- a siege of two goblin squads was coming down the hill. With no time to waste, Fikod charged into the fray alone.
With his first swing, he hacks off the leg of one of their number, and with his second swing he chops an arm off. The goblin tries to attack, but Fikod is too fast and jumps away. He continues his brazen plunder of the would-be attackers, flaying off legs and arms, shattering ribs and opening arteries. Delighted with his success, Fikod charges ferociously at the nearest goblin, who is surprised by the ferocity of his attack. In one smooth movement, Fikod lops off the goblin's leg and collides with him, knocking him to the ground. He slams his axe down through the goblin's silk cloak, through his ribs, and into his lung, lodging firmly in the wound.
Yet another goblin wades into the deep waters of what will surely be his demise, charging the axe lord. His clumsy attack misses, but he collides and in a tangle they both fall down. The other goblins quickly surround the pile, swinging and striking at Fikod, but he parries and blocks their attacks from the ground; then he stands up, like the death bell ringing. He reaches out with his blood-slickened battle axe and slashes the leg out from under the surrounding goblins, and the pile of crippled grounded goblins grows.
A goblin pikeman charges, and Fikod rams the charge with his steel shield; the pikeman tumbles over backwards. And finally the goblin hammer lord, leader of the pack steps up. He strikes out but the shot is blocked. Fikod finishes with the pikeman by cutting him clean in two, and then turns his attention to the hammer lord. The hammer lord strikes out again, and again Fikod deftly blocks with his trusty shield. Fikod counterstrikes, but misses -- it could be a close match with this one. Then a goblin hammerman sneaks alongside, and bashes Fikod in the right upper arm from the side with her iron war hammer, jamming the bone through the right shoulder's muscle, and fracturing the right shoulder's bone. Fikod counterstrikes, cutting the goblin hammerman in half, and the top half falls away.
The Hammer lord backs away. The second squad of goblins has witnessed enough death, and they turn tail and run back the way they came. "Come back any time!" Fikod shouts at their backs.
Fikod is losing a lot of blood, he's over-exerted and pale, but he fights on. The last members of the first squad, two pikemen make their move, stabbing simultaneously, and scoring hits to the arm and leg. They strike again, this time shattering bone in the upper left arm, and severing ligament in Fikod's right hand. "At least you didn't run" Fikod spits, fighting to stay conscious, but his time is up. Fikod loses hold of his trusty shield "Zustashstukon", and the pikeman moves in for the kill.
Goodbye, Axe Lord Fikon, your tomb will be great.
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