Dee Birth of Neb
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When Goblyn woman give birth, she dig a hole an block entrance, for protection of herself an younglings. If all be good, it time of celebration for tribe, but when time come for Neb’s mother to dig her hole in black dirt beneath dee volcano, dee Goblyns of her tribe be near death. Long years had passed since coming of other races, an dee departure of Reth. Goblyns is scattered and hunted across the world, weakened by Baulk’s betrayal, confused, with no one to lead them. Goblyns living in Nezzar be frightened and craven and bent in fear. After so many years of running they is forgotten dee strength an dee fury that be thier birthright. They is forgotten their history, all that make them Goblyn. | When Goblyn woman give birth, she dig a hole an block entrance, for protection of herself an younglings. If all be good, it time of celebration for tribe, but when time come for Neb’s mother to dig her hole in black dirt beneath dee volcano, dee Goblyns of her tribe be near death. Long years had passed since coming of other races, an dee departure of Reth. Goblyns is scattered and hunted across the world, weakened by Baulk’s betrayal, confused, with no one to lead them. Goblyns living in Nezzar be frightened and craven and bent in fear. After so many years of running they is forgotten dee strength an dee fury that be thier birthright. They is forgotten their history, all that make them Goblyn. | ||
When Neb’s mother’s birth cries stop, Goblyns of her tribe slowly begin to pull down sticks and rocks that block hole. Sunlight pour into cave. Neb’s mother be dead, too hungry and weak to live through birthing. Most of dee younglings be dead too, withered and starved in dee womb, and those who not dead lie panting on wet ground. All but one. As Goblyns enter cave that youngling bare his teeth and hiss at dem, eyes burning as he clutch a rock tight in his fist. One Goblyn child standing, his legs shaking, ribs poking through skin, covered in his mother’s blood . . . . . but he standing. | When Neb’s mother’s birth cries stop, Goblyns of her tribe slowly begin to pull down sticks and rocks that block hole. Sunlight pour into cave. Neb’s mother be dead, too hungry and weak to live through birthing. Most of dee younglings be dead too, withered and starved in dee womb, and those who not dead lie panting on wet ground. All but one. As Goblyns enter cave that youngling bare his teeth and hiss at dem, eyes burning as he clutch a rock tight in his fist. One Goblyn child standing, his legs shaking, ribs poking through skin, covered in his mother’s blood . . . . . but he standing. | ||
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Latest revision as of 04:05, 18 July 2018
When Goblyn woman give birth, she dig a hole an block entrance, for protection of herself an younglings. If all be good, it time of celebration for tribe, but when time come for Neb’s mother to dig her hole in black dirt beneath dee volcano, dee Goblyns of her tribe be near death. Long years had passed since coming of other races, an dee departure of Reth. Goblyns is scattered and hunted across the world, weakened by Baulk’s betrayal, confused, with no one to lead them. Goblyns living in Nezzar be frightened and craven and bent in fear. After so many years of running they is forgotten dee strength an dee fury that be thier birthright. They is forgotten their history, all that make them Goblyn. When Neb’s mother’s birth cries stop, Goblyns of her tribe slowly begin to pull down sticks and rocks that block hole. Sunlight pour into cave. Neb’s mother be dead, too hungry and weak to live through birthing. Most of dee younglings be dead too, withered and starved in dee womb, and those who not dead lie panting on wet ground. All but one. As Goblyns enter cave that youngling bare his teeth and hiss at dem, eyes burning as he clutch a rock tight in his fist. One Goblyn child standing, his legs shaking, ribs poking through skin, covered in his mother’s blood . . . . . but he standing.
