[center][h1][b][i]Fort Magrial[/i][/b][/h1][/center]

The green, wiry figures that emerged into the yard were unmistakable, with their beady red eyes, batlike ears, and long, hooked noses. One did not need to be an expert to identify them.

The goblins' formation was disorganized and scattered. The had armed themselves, of course, at least a dozen of the green-skinned creatures having filtered into the open yard wielding spears, daggers, and swords. A trio of goblins with crude shortbows stood in the back, closer to the entrance to the deeper fort, but aside from that it seemed they were more intent on investigating for potential intrusion than aware it had already begun. Most were clad in pilfered armor, likely from the remains of deceased warriors found in low places judging by is rather rough condition. Some weapons were wood and carved bone, while others were crudely worked metal, and a handful of daggers and spears were clearly taken in a similar manner to the armor.

And certainly, none of the fort's current occupants were ready for what came next.

A chorus of surprised, cacophonous shrieks arose from the fort as the blinding light filled the air above them, and an earsplitting crack assaulted the goblins' ears. Unprepared for the spell, many of the creatures covered their eyes and staggered back, unable to swiftly recover.

[@Raineh Daze][@Animal][@Psyker Landshark][@Eisenhorn][@The Otter]