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[Heron TSG]

riiight.

well, maybe we could do fire with a banner over the top of it?

[Hawkfrost]

Ya'll want a mural?

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Theres yall's mural.

[thunderclan]

Newsflash!!

I've changed my rules for this fortress a bit to try and put an end to the boredom that seems to appear whenever Goblin raid but still avoid superpowering the Goblins to the point where they destroy the world by blinking.

Update will come soonish! Feel free to speculate!

[Heron TSG]

ooh. wings?

[thunderclan]

9th Hematite

Cog walked over to the site where the Hall was rising from the ground. Ducking through the carved archway he found Fireheart on his way out. "What have you got there Cog?" Fireheart asked, motioning to the thin, bedraggled cat Cog was holding. "Messenger Cat from the Mountainhomes. They sent a message for you" Cog replied.

After unrolling the paper and reading through it Fireheart just stood there for a moment, anger seeping into his face before vanishing. "Thank you Cog, tell everyone that the Mountainhomes have made me Mayor and that we'll be holding elections from now on."

10th Hematite

The Human's caravan was sighted coming over the hills. Sir Nil quickly sent Wok, Speardwarf and Bob out to patrol the territory for Goblin invaders while Hawkfrost led the rest of the Warriors in guarding the main gates and the workers at the construction site.
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The merchants arrived without a problem and the trade was carried out by Newb. A dozen crates of Goblin junk for food, booze, Jaguar leather and 5 wagons full of assorted metal bars. Fireheart ordered the same supplies for next year and the meeting with Idil went quickly

14th Hematite

Bob stomped through the undergrowth. He knew there had been someone else with him but now he was alone. As he reached the rock that marked his post a green blue raced out of the shadows of the trees and leapt at him. Raising his mace he swatted the flying creature into the ground.

He could see more of the green guys apearing from the shadows while the one he had hit staggered to its feet. Bob didn't know what they were but he knew he was allowed to kill them and that was all that mattered. As he prepared to charge he noticed another shadow breaking away from the trees.

Far larger then the green things his attention was drawn to incredibly sharp looking horns and gleaming axe as his simple mind tried to process what this new enemy was.
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Enjoy and continue speculating if you like 

[thunderclan]

The final count is 2 Goblin Wrestlers, 4 Goblin Axemen and leading them is a Minotaur Axeman

[Heron TSG]

i'm going to speckertate that it's a minotaur, and that it will rip Bob into teeny little shred-puddles.

[thunderclan]

Roaring the Minotaur charged Bob, axe raised over his head. As the Minotaur swung his axe down toward Bob's head he raised his mace to deflect the blow and with a second swing smashed the spiked head of the mace into the Minotaur's stomach, propelling the beast backwards into the side of the mountain.

When the dust cloud settled the eyes of both Bob and the remaining Goblins were on the Minotaur. As it became clear that the monster wasn't going to be rising again the Goblins began throwing nervous glances at each other.

Just as they were considering retreat 2 more ambush parties materialized out of the shadows behind the Dwarf. They could see 4 Hammergobs, a Lasher and 4 Wrestlers had joined them.

Feeling cocky over their superior numbers the Goblins charged Bob in mass. With a flick of his wrist he sent 2 Wrestlers over to meet their dead ally before being swarmed by green bodies.

As Goblin weapons tried to find a gap in his armor Bob felt a strange feeling coming over him. His mind raced with visions of past battles and slain enemies. Instinctively his mace arm swung out, snapping Goblin bone and sending them flying in all directions.

He stumbled as the visions left him, and saw the result of his fight. Goblins were splayed out everywhere...or at least parts of them were. As he surveyed the battlefield he noticed 2 Wrestlers still alive and fighting with a War Wolf.

Running over Bob smashed the first Wrestler's head in and turned to fight the other as a scream split the air. Bob looked just in time to see the Wolf tear out the Goblin's throat.

Kneeling to pet the wolf Bob watched as haulers arrived to cart away the Goblin remains.
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17th Hematite

Fireheart stood before the crowd of assembled Dwarves with Bob at his side. As the gathered crowd quieted he began talking. "My friends, we have once again seen the wonders of this fortress. You've probably heard what happened recently, when Kornash's son Bob defended our territory against another Goblin assault. They're getting smarter though. This time they brought along a Minotaur." He said.

"With just 1 War Wolf to help him Bob defeated 14 Gblins and the Minotaur. For that reason we have granted him a title. He will now be known as Bob Woundseers the Mortal Scratch of Thunder." Cheers rose from the crowd, the loudest from Kornash and his family.

"There is one more thing we must do." Fireheart continued. "The Mayorship of Flamebanner was granted to me recently and now we must hold our first election. Anyone who would like a go at the title of Mayor please put your mark into this bag." Fireheart said, indicating the bag before him.

After several Dwarves had dropped their marks in the bag Fireheart pushed it over to Bob and told him to choose one. When his hand came out of the bag Fireheart took the object and inspected it. A flaming coinsack, the seal of the Trademaster of Flamebanner. "Newb!". Fireheart announced. "You are the new Mayor."
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Bob has 15 kills and the worst wound he took was a slightly wounded arm. He barely has any training and he destroyed 3 ambushs. Complete Craziness.

[Hawkfrost]

Awesome title too.

How strong are minotaurs?

[sonerohi]

I'd imagine them to be just as strong as orcs.

[Heron TSG]

I'd guess stronger, if there is only one in a siege.

[thunderclan]

We don't rate sieges yet. Just a bunch of ambushes.

[hexedmagica]

No sieges? What's the fun in that?

[Heron TSG]

keyword here, hexedmagica. YET.

[sonerohi]

Also, ambushes are more fun because you don't know where their at. It's like a surprise siege.