>>6047096>>6047114>>6047122>>6047181>>6047187>>6047193>>6047213>>6047229>>6047262>>6047277>>6047285>>6047292>>6047332>>6047388>>6047398>>6047641>>6048467You decide to go with a slightly more complex plan than simply charging the enemy. You are torn between trying to convince your brothers to modify their strategy. However, you don’t imagine you have the time to execute the endeavor. Higby will let his arrow loose shortly, and you are far enough away from him that any audible warning would be loud enough to give away your positioning.
Instead, you settle on making do. Higby definitely confirmed the presence of horses among the travelers, though you haven’t yet spotted them. They can’t be located far from camp, so they are either somehow out of view ahead of your (perhaps behind the carriage) or somewhere near the tree line. From what your brothers say, horses become loud when exposed to danger. So perhaps they would be okay with the beasts being located a little farther away from the camp to let them graze. Yes, that’s it. The horses are likely near the tree line, either to the right or left of the raiding party. You are at the right-most portion of the raiding party, and so you figure that scouting to the right will allow you to cover the most unseen portions of the tree line.
You make your way to the right methodically, taking care to not make any noise. Your body is quite light, even for that of a goblin, and so stealth is easier for you.
The moment the whistle of Higby’s arrow hits your ears, you begin to jog through the brush. You glance back at the camp, and the situation has changed significantly. Higby's arrow flew true, though perhaps not in the way he had intended. The arrowhead squarely planted itself into the forehead of the old man but failed to penetrate. Instead, it bounced off. The goblin party then charged, hoping to overwhelm the foe that now draws its weapon.
“GOBLINS! WAKE UP, YOU FUCKING FAIRIES!” The old man shouts.
You can understand his words, though they take a moment to fully digest. They are not words spoken in your native language but are instead from the dialect spoken by the men and knife-ears. It is the language known as “imperial common”. The same one you have studied through letters and books for the past few years.
You don’t know what the phrase “fucking fairies” refers to, however. Whatever fucking fairies are, they are being warned of the presence of your goblin raiding party. Perhaps “fucking fairy” is a term used to refer to one's companions or travel partners?
You’ll be sure to remember this. It could be of great help in further comprehending this foreign tongue later.
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