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A possible party for the heroes of my The Black Mage series.

Submitted: March 31, 2012

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Bear muscled his way to the front of the group. "No! I refuse to pay any more fees, solve any riddles, or do this gremlin a favor! We aren't wasting any more time with this. It's time for action!" he bellowed, one hand on the hilt of his giant warhammer, and one hand on the great stone wall in front of him.
"Um, actually, I'm a goblin not a gremlin," replied the small beady-eyed creature from behind the wall. A small slit just big enough for him to see through, or fit payment through, was set into the wall about chest height. "And I'm not asking for anything specific. I am requiring payment, though. Whatever you think is adequate for passage." At this, Bear looked bewildered.
"Ha! How about you let us through, and we don't break down your wall?!" he exclaimed as he drew back a fist the size of a small ham, and slammed it into the wall. There was a loud crack, a pause, and then a great amount of swearing.
"That bloody wall! I broke my hand on that bloody wall!" and so it was, literally, a bloody wall.
"Oh, Bear. Must you always revert to violence?" asked Chor, the light-skinned cleric. "Let me just patch you up here quickly."
"No, wait! I know a great song for healing broken bones!" cried Vladimir, the bard. He began to howl in an odd language that no one could quite identify, but that they could all understand. Slowly, Bear felt less and less pain. He was grinning, and told Vlad "Well! Good to know you're good for somethi-" Bear suddenly began screaming. "Look what you've done, you imbecile! You've not healed my hand, you've replaced it! With an actual bear's hand!" and he spoke the truth. For where the arm met the hand, hair grew in impossible amounts. His fingers were much closer together, and claws extended and retracted from them.
The Lady Grace stepped forward. "Enough of this! Bear, we will fix your appendage later. Now is not the time." She turned to the goblin. "Good sir, we only wish to travel through this passage safely. And through here is the only way, save for the mountains. We ask only that you let us through. What is it that you request, in order for us to gain passage?"
The goblin's eyes regarded her for a moment, and then disappeared. The party could hear muttering, and a small, tinny voice replying. The eyes resurfaced. "You'll give me anything I ask for? Anything at all?"
Grace nodded.
"Alright then! It's settled!" The goblin disappeared again, and many gears could be heard turning inside the great wall. Suddenly, a door formed around the slit in the wall, about as tall as Bear's shoulder, which was as tall as a normal man. "Sorry about the door, I wasn't expecting half-giants to be strolling through here. "
Bear rolled his eyes, and asked "What, pray tell, is 'settled'?"
The goblin looked at him, and said simply, "I'm coming with you."


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