Swallowing audibly, Sylvana spoke aloud.
"Hey you folk, ain't it too early for ya? Though, looking at your pale faces, a little sun won't harm you..."
The goblins looked at each other, their little saliva dripping mouths half open. They were not used to speak with their food before eating it. And that one was rather unfrightened.
A hoarse laugh escaped the chief of the group, a smirk adorning his ugly, scar covered half blind face. A red stone had been pressed in his left orbit, Sylvana catching a glimpse of it in a sunray. Instead of answering, he clutched the shoddy axe he had unsheathed with his little hand. Manicure seemed to be a nasty thing for them, judging by the long, yellowish nails the boss showed.
Muchpinks stared at the other dangers: three tall wolves, full of virulent lust to kill. Their snarling mouths wide open now left no doubts about their lethal intentions.
"Hey boys, your mommas never taught you it's bad education not to answer a lady?" Sylvana put on a serious smile. She thought she could speak her way out of it. But she soon enough came to the conclusion that this pair of buddies were not looking forward to play Sunken Heads with her. How she'd loved to play that game again... But not under these circumstances.
"Sylvana..." Muchpinks began to mumble in the corner of his whiskers. "Speak is no good."
She too understood that they had no real choice.
The five goblins laughed sardonically at the sight of that weak prey. They clenched their sabers, swords and axes, taking one cautious step ahead.
Sylvana sighed aloud, and concluded their little verbal exchange.
"Alright boys, as you wish!"
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What will Sylvana and Muchpinks do?
1) Escape?
2) Attack?
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