>>5565622>>5565784>>5565968Yes they were behind.
>>5565974Lombards are more likable, at least if we refer to Spinello Tolomei.
>>5565981Your comment would have been forbidden by the laws of the Republic, fortunately this regime will not rule France before some centuries. King Saint Louis approves it.
>>5565990>>5566017>>5566038You decided to persuade the kobolds, you hesitated to kill them, dead witnesses would not be useful, and so you explained.
-My men would slaughter you and your kin if you do not talk. Who consorts with you ? Mmmh ?
You said this unsheathing your sword while the kobold looked panicked, he tried to see the cliff behind him but falling from such heights for such a small being would probably be lethal. So he explained.
-Let us not be hasty it...
-Enough words, men, kill these bastards !
He seemed panicked and cried.
-They want to kill us ! Security ! Help ! Remove this men !
But his "security" seemed to be less effective than your knights and men at arms. Bohémond was the first to strike, cutting the head of a javelin wielding kobold with his sword while brother Louis bissected two of them in one strike. One creature jumped on you, trying to bite you but you bashed it's head with your shield and opened it with your blade. You screamed.
-Montjoie ! Strike great blows good frenchmen, we are in our rights and these heathens must die !
You were too enthusiastic to remember to tell your men to spare the merchant to interrogate him so when you saw one of your lads, in this case Swat, spearing him in the back while he fled while you removed the arm of a kobold from it's body with a powerful blow you cursed yourself. But your men were enthusiastic, screaming warcries and killing everything. Seeing such righteous fury the kobolds on the other side of the cliff got back to their holes while you looked at the field. The kobolds were all dead and you had no losses. Maybe a guard or two had a javelin planted in it's shield or a bruise from a stone or a club but the difference in equipment between your troops was too great to let them a chance.
Seeing the carnage, and seeing that Ancel was sawing off the fingers of the dead Revlas to take his golden rings you ordered your men.
-Take back the book, maybe we could find something in it.
Brother Louis, who carried already a Bible, agreed and took it after having removed the blood from the cover. He opened it and told you.
-It is not written in french nor in latin... Not even in the dialects of the Empire or Spain, the letters are not the same as ours and it is not greek nor arabic. I never saw such writings.
