20th Moonstone
Several days had passed since the battle with the Goblins and Thunderclan's territory was unusally empty of Dwarves...
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"Is everyone safe?" Firetower asked wearily as he collapsed into a chair and took the tankard of Dwarven Rum the Deputy offered him.
"Yes, We finally managed to get everyone inside though we were forced to leave behind the bodies of our fallen clanmates." Kanet said sadly.
"I know you think its a bad idea leaving them out there but our first duty is to the Dwarves who are still alive. Once..."
The Thunderclan Leader's words were drowned out by the sound of things breaking and Dwarves shouting. "Not again..." The Leader muttered under his breath as he grabbed his spear from the table and left with Kanet at his side...
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The Great Hall was a mess, food and drink were strewn everywhere, furniture was overturned and several statues had been badly damaged.
Thunderclan's Leader and Deputy arrived just as a fight between the Marksdwarf Amud and the Mason Rith really got going. Seperating the pair proved easy enough and once some strong booze had been forced into them they calmed enough to be released by those holding them.
"This has to stop." Firetower said, the strain of the past couple days evident in his voice. "At the rate we're going by the time the Goblins and Undead return there won't be anything left for them to destroy except a few Dwarves."
"Kanet? Take over please." Firetower said. "I'm going to see Mothwing and visit the wounded." With that the Warrior headed for the doors.
Almost as soon as Firetower was out of sight another fight erupted between Sarek and Korgan, who as Founders were usually such good friends.
Fire appeared in Kanet's eyes as he looked on the shattered peace of the great Dining Hall. "
ENOUGH!" The Deputy shouted, rage boiling up within him. "Fighting like this won't help anything, we've all lost people we care about to our enemies, some of us more then others. Firetower lost half his family to our enemies, I lost my older brother..."
The Deputy was interrupted by Rith trying to break free of the Dwarves holding her. Shaking his head Kanet grabbed a mug of what smelled like Sewer Brew and tossed the contents in the Mason's face. "We must stop fighting among ourselves and accept that the cost may be dear! Focus your attention back on our true enemies, those outside our borders who even now seek our complete destruction. The only way too ensure that our loved ones aren't dying in vain is to keep fighting for what they died for! Someday the ones who order these attacks will run out of minions and be forced to come themselves, and we will bring their plans crashing to the ground!"
Cheers broke out among the Dwarves as some semblance of order was returned to the halls of Flamebanner. The fire in Kanet's eyes died as a smile broke out on his face. "Get this place cleaned up and lets get back to work." Kanet said as he headed for the doors.
The Deputy paused as Derek ran into the room, fearing that another attack had already come. "Kanet!" The Warrior said breathlessly as he approached. "Mothwing sent me, She wants you in the infirmary right away..."
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Next update will be the last for this report.
Sorry Masam, I would have let you have the speech but I decided to take a chance with it myself.
The tantrums were rather small anyway. I think the massive amount of engravings helped. We had a single fistfight that was cancelled because the guy trying to start it fell asleep.
EDIT: The Demon that rules the Goblins WILL come eventually...Right??