He
crouched low, his deep blue eyes searching the thick vegetation for any sign of
movement. Neetle had a scrawny frame with an ashen complexion. He had short
black hair, and the top of his head would be only as high as a man's
midsection. However, he was quick and nimble, with the most devious look in his
eyes. He was a goblin, wielding a long curved dagger in his left hand and a
straight one in the right.
In
contrast, Tusk was gray-skinned and enormous, as tall as a man but with a more
muscular, heavier frame. His long black hair flowed down to his shoulders. He
was armored in scale mail that was battle-worn and rusted. One huge arm gripped
a bludgeon with a round metal head and spikes protruding from it. His eyes were
amber, and his canines showed slightly. He was an orc, who observed the area,
ready to move at the slightest sound. "Hurry, Brev" he growled.
His
pregnant mate inhaled sharply. "This child will tear itself from me when
it chooses to." She was almost as big as Tusk, with wide hips and a large
bosom that rose and fell with her labored breathing. Her eyes burned with the
same eerie amber glow.
Opposite
her, was Neetle's mate, Sensia. She concentrated on the child within her own womb. "Come, little one, it is
time emerge from the darkness." She, like Neetle, was a goblin, but with
an even smaller body, and slight curves to show her femininity. She moaned
slightly, staring off into the undergrowth.
Tusk
turned around. Heavy footsteps were approaching. "Dwarves," he
rumbled.
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