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[b]I) Iceborn Diplomacy[/b]

This situation called for the Iceborn's manner of diplomacy: storming the mines. It was clear that these strange creatures were no more than beasts, and so their presence could not be tolerated. The mine had to be cleared out of their kind before it could resume operations.

Though Dag was no coward, he was also no fool. "They might have prepared a trap," he declared, "so who stands brave enough to go forward ahead of the rest?"

There were a few volunteers: two old men who no longer feared death (and in fact, probably desired a death in battle) and one youth heroic perhaps to the point of stupidity. Those three would be the first to charge down the mine and into any trap or ambush, so Dag praised them and prayed to the gods and ancestors to protect them.

Those three ran eagerly down the mine's tunnel, then the rest of the army followed after with Dag at their head. They formed a tight shieldwall and walked somewhat slowly because of it, but in these tight quarters a shieldwall would offer them good protection.

Dag's orders had been clear: any giblin that carried a weapon or fought would be slaughtered. The rest were to be taken prisoner, and those that struggled would of course be beaten into submission.

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-Dag decides for a preemptive attack. Three soldiers go down a bit ahead of the rest in hopes of triggering any traps or discovering any ambush. 
-Dag and the rest of the 150 soldiers formed a shieldwall and are following the first three.
-The goblins that fight are to be killed, with the rest enslaved.
-Still waiting on whether Sverker and the drunks found success with their meadery and honey stuffs.
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