Goblin Apocalypse: Armageddon of the Greenskins by Sean Hall

Author:Sean Hall [Hall, Sean]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B0BTK6W1GD
Goodreads: 94527677
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-01-30T07:00:00+00:00

21

“You have our attention now, Ulrike. Talk,” Lyaene said.

She might as well have growled. Ulrike had a princely smile on his face. The look of an elf who thought he’d won. We were sitting in a private room, behind the bar room of a restructured tavern. Behind the thin wood wall, I could hear chatter and grunts. Someone was playing a low tune—something somber, but not sad. The room itself smelled good—polished wood and something else. Probably incense.

I was trying to be patient. I wasn’t sure what move to make. He’d brought us here with a promise to tell me where my family—and the other people from Kilahead—were holed up. And now I wondered what he wanted in return.

“You need to learn from your goblin friend, Lyaene.”

There was no fear in his voice when he spoke. I’d seen Lyaene’s face when it erupted with flames. She looked fierce, like a dragon staring you down, or a volcano bubbling and ready to burn through a village. Yet Ulrike was staring at her, smiling at her sneers.

He is a Chosen. Trust me, she might be strong, but his confidence is not without backing, Menel said, making me all the more curious about these Chosen. Menel receded to silence. I could feel his presence, it was like a ball of warmth spinning near my core. Ulrike turned to me, ignoring Lyaene’s glare.

“I am sorry for wasting so much time. She…” he pointed at Lyaene. “…gets under my skin like no one else. Not very hard to imagine seeing how fierce she is. There was a time I was scared of her.” He grinned and shook his head. I could see why Lyaene didn’t like the elf. He was self-absorbed and he didn’t really care about anybody else but himself.

I think those are his good qualities, Menel interjected. I ignored the guardian’s joke, putting all my focus on the elf sitting across from me. Beside me, I felt the intensity of Lyaene’s impatience. Left to her, we’d get everything done with fists and spells.

“I brought you here to talk about a deal,” Ulrike explained. I frowned, not surprised but a bit disappointed that he was this predictable. I had expected that he would want something. Lyaene was about to respond, but I held her hand and pulled her back. She turned to me and I gave a stiff nod, hoping she’d understand what was at stake.

“What kind of deal?”

“Il-Goth still holds some of the old rules from before the destruction. But I can feel something brewing in the wind,” he said, twirling a finger about. “This quest makes it even worse. Most of the Chosen, except maybe Olryk are gathering followers to their sides. Armies, I call them. Il-Goth won’t last long with five Chosen ruling. Everyone wants to be the one at the top.”

I nodded. I’d thought the same thing when Lyaene told me about the Chosen. Five powerful beings in one city was too many. There was inevitably going to be a struggle for who rules them all.

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