Realm of Holocene, a Game of Thrones-esque world with fewer politics and more creatures. Mystical and Believable.
Aden El-Rahm, a young sellsword with a -cool, calm, and confident- demeanor who holds a debauchery secret, finds himself facing a fate...
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In the afternoon, the party soon reached the outskirts of Serendale Village, it was grim and dim during daylight but eerie at night which made them a little tense.
Aden looked up above where two birds of prey circled above the sky. They must be the harpies. they have long legs, unlike any other birds of prey. He walked faster to the front to tell something to Captain Willem who rode a horse.
"What is it, Aden?" Captain Willem asked before Aden spoke up.
"Captain, It looks like we are not the only one doing reconnaissance here." Aden subtly pointed out his spear toward the harpies above to warn Captain Willem.
"I think we should expect something in a moment," Aden expressed his concern over the matter. The ruhimi went back to the rear caravan.
As the party continued on their journey, they found themselves facing an unexpected roadblock just after the desolated caravansary and kiosks.
Captain Willem told the party to stop at a safe distance and sent someone to observe the roadblock with him.
Maeda volunteered, and the samurai cautiously approached the roadblock. He could see that it was makeshift, constructed from a pile of miscellaneous junk and debris in small pieces – broken branches, old planks of wood, and other oddities. It seemed to be most likely created by goblins instead of harpies or humans.
Captain Willem stepped forward and addressed the Essen man with a questioning look. "What is it?" he asked.
Maeda shook his head and looked down at the ground before speaking.
"It's them," he said in a low voice, gesturing to the pile of boulders littering their path ahead.
"Goblins -- made this roadblock they have."
Captain Willem inspected the roadblock. It was safe, there were no traps anywhere but the roadblock. although simple-minded, goblins were able to set up a trap or make a roadblock from trees or junk.
