The door clicked open, looking up from his letters and reports Kiran could only stare into the gaze of the unknown stranger as his certain death loomed closer. Licking his lips, the sting of urine on his trouser legs Kiran could only watch as the stranger drew close, dark leather surrounding the lithe body the stranger spoke softly."Arms up, face the wall, no one needs to get hurt... Kiran"She knew his name, Kiran could only obey as he got up, the stitches only recently done by the clumsy Thomas Aylmer breaking apart drenching his clothes in blood.
"I... I'll do anything you ask of me"
Kiran said nervously, the hinge of terror creeping into his voice.
"Thats exactly what you will do, Kiran...Now listen to me."
Shortly after, eye still wide in obvious panic, the guardsmen came back, finally understanding why the panic driven Kiran had ushered them out only earlier...
Once more the Goblin had been set upon, making the tally soon too big to bear, Kiran could only watch as the guardsmen did what they were paid to do as they went to chase the would be killers into the woods.
"Soon I will run out of teeth..."
Was the last thought that entered the old mans mind before he colapsed on the couch in complete exhaustion.[/I]
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