"You thinkin' of makin' the trip? Shaar's a little friendlier to our folk than it used to be. Some of us made a name for ourselves helping the smaller towns after the war."
Goblinoids, he means. The Silver Fox of those woods had lead them all down the better path - but first, Ril had lead him.
He tried not to feel envious of the halfling as they walked. If the man spoke true and had been a hobgoblin, what had he done to earn to be transformed from a monster? Where had Brash failed?
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Goblinoids, he means. The Silver Fox of those woods had lead them all down the better path - but first, Ril had lead him.
“You one of those ‘us’ who made a name for themself?”
My, uh, boss, I guess, was fighting on the side I defected to. She had bigger fish to fry, so I helped where I could until later."
Not exactly true, is it? Their footing's more equal now, and more confusing than ever, especially with a newcomer in the mix.
"...Complicated."
He tried not to feel envious of the halfling as they walked. If the man spoke true and had been a hobgoblin, what had he done to earn to be transformed from a monster? Where had Brash failed?
Questions like that, they’d drive him mad.