Victorious

The battle was a blur. Spells, arrows and rusty scimitars flying every where. Luckily, the goblins skills were found lacking since the only casualty was a dark skinned man with tightly woven cornrows.

Zevlor: "Everyone in! Before more show up!"

The grove defenders quickly enter as soon as the gate opens, quickly followed by my little party. The tensions dont stay lowered for long though, as as soon as theyre face to face, the curly haired man, and the teifling man begin an arguement.

Zevlor: "There are children here you fool!"

Aradin: "We was runnin for our lives!"

Zevlor: "And not least of all, you let them take the druid too!"

Tav: "Take a breath, more **** wont solve amything."

Aradin: "Who the hells are you knife ears?"

Tav: "The group who saved your life"

Aradin: "I didnt ask for any gods damned help."

Zevlor: "Oh please, you were screaming for us to open the gates."

Aradin: "Whatever, we're done with you hellspawn."

The curly haired man and his crew leave quickly, and the teifling sighs.

Zevlor: "Thank you for assisting us back there. Im not sure we wouldve been ok without you."

Tav: "You're welcome. Im Tav, this is Lae'zel and Shadowheart."

Zevlor: "Zevlor. I would welcome you, but the druids are in the middle of a ritual to kick us all out."

Tav: "That is unfortunate. Is there a healer we could speak with before youre evicted?"

Zevlor: "Goblins got you? Unfortunately the primary healer around here, Halsin is missing, thanks to our friend from earlier. You could try his apprentice though, Nettie. You'll find her in the grove, down the hill."

Lae'zel: "I seek one called Zor-ru. Where is he?"

Zevlor: "Zorru? He returned recently. Last I saw he was down near the smith."

Clearly done, Lae'zel leaves the conversation, making a beeline down the hill. With a sigh, I offer Zevlor a nod and follow after her. On the way, we spot a trio of teiflings arguing, and I catch Lae'zel by the pauldron.

Rolan: "We need to go! We will be safe in Baldurs Gate!"

Lia: "Hells! We cant just leave, Rolan! Theyre our kin! We have to help!"

Cal: "Just calm down, we can talk about this!"

Rolan: "I will not endanger my, or your lives for these people!"

Lia: "Whats the point is swords and spells if we never gods damned use them?!"

Cal: "Or yell louder. Thats fine too..."

Tav: "You should stay. Even a single blade could make all the difference."

Rolan: "Oh damn it all!"

Rolan throws his hands up and storms off, with his younger brother chasing him trying to calm him down. The woman, Lia turns to face me, brushing a strand of jet black hair behind her ear.

Lia: "Thank you for having my back there. Rolan's always trying to look out for us, but that usually comes at not having a backbone."

Tav: "Of course. Looking after your family is important, but so is protecting those that cant protect themselves."

Lia: "Ive got a feeling I'm gunna like you. Hopefully I see you around."

With that, Lia winks and chases her brothers down the hill.

Lae'zel: "Are you done trying to fuck anything thay walks?"

Tav: "Thats not what that was."

Lae'zel: "You are a terrible liar. Lets move."

We continue into the village and Lae'zel snaps to a nervous looking teifling man sitting against a wall.

Lae'zel: "Zor-ru?"

Zorru: "Oh gods! Another one? Please dont hurt me!"

He stand, as Lae'zel towers over him arms folded over her chest.

Lae'zel: "In Creche K'liir a formal greeting begins with a bow"

Zorru looks to me for help, all I can do is offer a shrug. He bows, very clearly nervous and unsure.

Lae'zel: "Lower."

Zorru wimpers and falls to his knees looking up at Lae'zel.

Lae'zel: "You have seen my kin. Where?"

Zorru: "U-uh... to the west. Near the mountain pass."

Lae'zel: "What were they doing here?"

Zorru: "I dont know, they gutted Barton so I just ran!"

Lae'zel: "And they didnt gut you? My kin must have been busy. Fortunately for you, I am not busy."

Zorru flinches and begins to recoil immediately, but Lae'zel grabs him by the shoulders and keeps him still. She flips up the tassels of her armour and steps forward mounting Zorru's face, forcibly lowering her cunt down. Keeping a firm grip on his horns Lae'zel holds him in place.

Shadowheart: "What the hells Lae'zel?"

Lae'zel: "Do not gawk. A warrior needs a clear mind to survive. If this is such a problem for you, turn away."