Chapter 113: 112: Observing the Town.
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Torug's POV,
Several hours passed and I sat in my throne Hall watching Nazu's evolution, I thought of ways to cause problems for Greyeye and his people and on the side my thoughts revolved around what sigil to use.
It was then I remembered the feast Kharag had mentioned, 'I might as well attend using Brogg' a cunning grin spread across my face as I thought about what I could do on that day.
"I just hope Urim's party succeeded in establishing trade relations with Shammob, we'll need an Ally even if it's only temporary... speaking of which, they should've already been back by now" I mumbled incoherently while heading outside, It's time to test the new flame thrower.
'ah Imagine a few riders equipped with this, charging into enemy territory and burning things or people within a few minutes and rushing out quickly',I let my imagination run wild until I spotted the hunters returning from the town gates.
As a matter of fact, I spotted Haji amongst them and I was surprised to find that the little goblin of back then was already level 15.
'why do I feel old all of a sudden' I thought subconsciously while slowing down my steps, thinking about it now, I have not taken time to observe the changes within the town.
The members of Blackmoon Town shuttled around with intent, each having clear knowledge about where they were headed and what they needed to be doing, the newly born goblins ran around aimlessly like actual human children, if only they weren't playing roughly with rocks... there's even an Orc child in the crowd.
with all this in mind, I urgently brought up the territory tab...
Ding!]
Town Name: Black moon
Town Area: 4 square kilometre
Town Territory: 61 square kilometres
Residents: 1045/1000 (A/N: minimum population requirement for Lv intermediate Lv2= 1500)
Soldiers: 370/300
Guards: 25/50
Sub territory: Basic Lv 1(Mura village), Govan (Damaged) Basic level 2 Dregu village.
Landmarks: Black Moon lake, Cold Valley, Grole Mine, Harku tunnels.
Laboni region(26%)
Dastav region (1.4%).
Existing structures: Lord's Manor, Inner town wall, Outer town wall (43%) Wooden Residential buildings x66, Smithy, Basic Logging(good), Farmland(88%), Advanced Mining Field(89%), Barracks (Active), Training Field (Active), Town Hall (Active) Breeding house (Active)Fish Pond(Active)]
There was a lot of changes that I hadn't taken note of, like the population went up a notch and the number of villages under my Territory increased, it might have something to do with Urim.
The landmark has added some new locations, the mine and a strange 'Harku tunnel' which probably means Janetta might have or has almost succeeded.
And the number of system approved structures has increased.
'This is good' I couldn't help praising in my head as i continued my stroll.
After smiling for bit, I couldn't help frowning before letting out a sigh, 'It's a bit awkward with both Urim and Moz not being here.'
a minutes later, I arrived at the training ground and found out that the goblins were still practicing against an Orc warrior. they used the wooden dagger I requested and fought against him in twos, watching them is rather interesting, as they try coming up with funny ways to attack the Orc.
I didn't spend enough time to be noticed , since I have decided to look at the whole town before going to see Lovan, I believe I should head towards the places I haven't been to.
Like the Farm I was looking at right now, it took up the space between the houses and the southern wall, They had a lot of strange plants sprouting out and I suddenly have the urge to learn about all of them.
'Who's in charge of the farm?' It finally hit me, someone was in charge of the farm and it definitely wasn't Dabok, judging from how vaguely he gave the reports.
"So who is it??" I looked around and watched the lesser Orcs and serf Goblins busying themselves, 'Forget it, I'll ask Dabok when I see him'.
I turned around and chose a random route on my way to Lovan's workshop, but surprisingly I found a group of female goblins working on ... clothes!.
The Bone needle or whatever moved in a way that made it look like an art performance. each were skilled in their own way and I saw a few of the goblin females stepping on something inside what looked like a huge Wooden bowl, although I said wooden, I'm sure it was made with the steel tree.
Within the bowl was a black liquid, as the others stepped on them, the pregnant Goblins either pulled some clothes out of the bowl or tossed something into the bowl.
'Dyeing?' I was a bit shocked and couldn't help wondering how they learned these things, from the look of things it wasn't new knowledge to them or I'm just reading things wrong.
While in thought, a sharp squeal came from the side as one of the goblin females had spotted my dazed self,
"chief!" She says excitedly.
"!!!" The others awkwardly saluted and I casually responded before leaving.
___________________
Thann's End,
Clack! Clack!
The Sound of wood striking across something rang across the whole back garden as two elderly priests sat across each other.
"Still training?" A priest in official gold robes asked the man seated across him with a sigh.
Bishop Rodney, stood up from his seat with his hands behind his back and said, "Yes..."
"How long has it been now since he started doing that?".
"three? maybe four?" Rodney responds casually.
"Aren't you worried?" There was a short pause before the priest continued his words, "did you find out who the purple haired woman is?".
Bishop Rodney raised an eyebrow at the question before turning to pick his tea cup and take a sip, He closed his eyes as though trying to register it's taste in his brain before saying, "Lord Fairchild has sworn that he has no recollection of this woman".
"A child born out in the wild by the old Fairchild patriarch?"
Rodney lets out a small laugh while dropping his cup, "no... Patrick was never such a Man but perhaps his brother that died earlier in the Nispurlian battlefront, a rather unfortunate death for such a lecherous man I must say".
"The body was never found Bishop Rodney" the Priest frowned slightly before questioning again, "What does she want then?... She even stole from the Moongrets while working with those barbarian Orcs".
"That's what I find strange, what does she need so much Aether for? and what did she discuss with Davis that made him turn to this, how did she even enter into the church premises?" While mumbling, Rodney suddenly questions the priest sharply.
"Wait...are you..." when the priest tried to argue, he suddenly paused and said," Do you suspect that she's the Night mother's champion?".
"..." Rodney remained silent, confirming the priest's suspicion "I fear that she may have some spies in the church as well, considering how easily she came in before".
"Preposterous!, I... Forgive me your holiness" Cold sweat could be seen across the Priests body immediately after his initial outburst.
As though nothing happened, Rodney spoke calmly,"I have called for Anthony Vance, he'll be in charge of investigation and you'll do everything in your power to help him, understand?!".
"Your holiness, Anthony is an Executioner, I fear for the people of Thann's ..."
"Just do as I say, Bast!" Rodney shut him up in a threatening manner, "Dark times are coming Bast, I feel that it would rain blood once again but who will be falling this time I wonder".
Bast the priest quickly bows and covered his ears praying, like he had heard something he wasn't supposed to hear.
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Torug's POV,
Several hours passed and I sat in my throne Hall watching Nazu's evolution, I thought of ways to cause problems for Greyeye and his people and on the side my thoughts revolved around what sigil to use.
It was then I remembered the feast Kharag had mentioned, 'I might as well attend using Brogg' a cunning grin spread across my face as I thought about what I could do on that day.
"I just hope Urim's party succeeded in establishing trade relations with Shammob, we'll need an Ally even if it's only temporary... speaking of which, they should've already been back by now" I mumbled incoherently while heading outside, It's time to test the new flame thrower.
'ah Imagine a few riders equipped with this, charging into enemy territory and burning things or people within a few minutes and rushing out quickly',I let my imagination run wild until I spotted the hunters returning from the town gates.
As a matter of fact, I spotted Haji amongst them and I was surprised to find that the little goblin of back then was already level 15.
'why do I feel old all of a sudden' I thought subconsciously while slowing down my steps, thinking about it now, I have not taken time to observe the changes within the town.
The members of Blackmoon Town shuttled around with intent, each having clear knowledge about where they were headed and what they needed to be doing, the newly born goblins ran around aimlessly like actual human children, if only they weren't playing roughly with rocks... there's even an Orc child in the crowd.
with all this in mind, I urgently brought up the territory tab...
Ding!]
Town Name: Black moon
Town Area: 4 square kilometre
Town Territory: 61 square kilometres
Residents: 1045/1000 (A/N: minimum population requirement for Lv intermediate Lv2= 1500)
Soldiers: 370/300
Guards: 25/50
Sub territory: Basic Lv 1(Mura village), Govan (Damaged) Basic level 2 Dregu village.
Landmarks: Black Moon lake, Cold Valley, Grole Mine, Harku tunnels.
Laboni region(26%)
Dastav region (1.4%).
Existing structures: Lord's Manor, Inner town wall, Outer town wall (43%) Wooden Residential buildings x66, Smithy, Basic Logging(good), Farmland(88%), Advanced Mining Field(89%), Barracks (Active), Training Field (Active), Town Hall (Active) Breeding house (Active)Fish Pond(Active)]
There was a lot of changes that I hadn't taken note of, like the population went up a notch and the number of villages under my Territory increased, it might have something to do with Urim.
The landmark has added some new locations, the mine and a strange 'Harku tunnel' which probably means Janetta might have or has almost succeeded.
And the number of system approved structures has increased.
'This is good' I couldn't help praising in my head as i continued my stroll.
After smiling for bit, I couldn't help frowning before letting out a sigh, 'It's a bit awkward with both Urim and Moz not being here.'
a minutes later, I arrived at the training ground and found out that the goblins were still practicing against an Orc warrior. they used the wooden dagger I requested and fought against him in twos, watching them is rather interesting, as they try coming up with funny ways to attack the Orc.
I didn't spend enough time to be noticed , since I have decided to look at the whole town before going to see Lovan, I believe I should head towards the places I haven't been to.
Like the Farm I was looking at right now, it took up the space between the houses and the southern wall, They had a lot of strange plants sprouting out and I suddenly have the urge to learn about all of them.
'Who's in charge of the farm?' It finally hit me, someone was in charge of the farm and it definitely wasn't Dabok, judging from how vaguely he gave the reports.
"So who is it??" I looked around and watched the lesser Orcs and serf Goblins busying themselves, 'Forget it, I'll ask Dabok when I see him'.
I turned around and chose a random route on my way to Lovan's workshop, but surprisingly I found a group of female goblins working on ... clothes!.
The Bone needle or whatever moved in a way that made it look like an art performance. each were skilled in their own way and I saw a few of the goblin females stepping on something inside what looked like a huge Wooden bowl, although I said wooden, I'm sure it was made with the steel tree.
Within the bowl was a black liquid, as the others stepped on them, the pregnant Goblins either pulled some clothes out of the bowl or tossed something into the bowl.
'Dyeing?' I was a bit shocked and couldn't help wondering how they learned these things, from the look of things it wasn't new knowledge to them or I'm just reading things wrong.
While in thought, a sharp squeal came from the side as one of the goblin females had spotted my dazed self,
"chief!" She says excitedly.
"!!!" The others awkwardly saluted and I casually responded before leaving.
___________________
Thann's End,
Clack! Clack!
The Sound of wood striking across something rang across the whole back garden as two elderly priests sat across each other.
"Still training?" A priest in official gold robes asked the man seated across him with a sigh.
Bishop Rodney, stood up from his seat with his hands behind his back and said, "Yes..."
"How long has it been now since he started doing that?".
"three? maybe four?" Rodney responds casually.
"Aren't you worried?" There was a short pause before the priest continued his words, "did you find out who the purple haired woman is?".
Bishop Rodney raised an eyebrow at the question before turning to pick his tea cup and take a sip, He closed his eyes as though trying to register it's taste in his brain before saying, "Lord Fairchild has sworn that he has no recollection of this woman".
"A child born out in the wild by the old Fairchild patriarch?"
Rodney lets out a small laugh while dropping his cup, "no... Patrick was never such a Man but perhaps his brother that died earlier in the Nispurlian battlefront, a rather unfortunate death for such a lecherous man I must say".
"The body was never found Bishop Rodney" the Priest frowned slightly before questioning again, "What does she want then?... She even stole from the Moongrets while working with those barbarian Orcs".
"That's what I find strange, what does she need so much Aether for? and what did she discuss with Davis that made him turn to this, how did she even enter into the church premises?" While mumbling, Rodney suddenly questions the priest sharply.
"Wait...are you..." when the priest tried to argue, he suddenly paused and said," Do you suspect that she's the Night mother's champion?".
"..." Rodney remained silent, confirming the priest's suspicion "I fear that she may have some spies in the church as well, considering how easily she came in before".
"Preposterous!, I... Forgive me your holiness" Cold sweat could be seen across the Priests body immediately after his initial outburst.
As though nothing happened, Rodney spoke calmly,"I have called for Anthony Vance, he'll be in charge of investigation and you'll do everything in your power to help him, understand?!".
"Your holiness, Anthony is an Executioner, I fear for the people of Thann's ..."
"Just do as I say, Bast!" Rodney shut him up in a threatening manner, "Dark times are coming Bast, I feel that it would rain blood once again but who will be falling this time I wonder".
Bast the priest quickly bows and covered his ears praying, like he had heard something he wasn't supposed to hear.
Torug's POV, Several hours passed and I sat in my throne Hall watching Nazu's evolution, I thought of ways to cause problems for Greyeye and his people and on the side my thoughts revolved around what sigil to use. It was then I remembered the feast Kharag had mentioned, 'I might as well attend using Brogg' a cunning grin spread across my face as I thought about what I could do on that day. "I just hope Urim's party succeeded in establishing trade relations with Shammob, we'll need an Ally even if it's only temporary... speaking of which, they should've already been back by now" I mumbled incoherently while heading outside, It's time to test the new flame thrower. 'ah Imagine a few riders equipped with this, charging into enemy territory and burning things or people within a few minutes and rushing out quickly',I let my imagination run wild until I spotted the hunters returning from the town gates. As a matter of fact, I spotted Haji amongst them and I was surprised to find that the little goblin of back then was already level 15. 'why do I feel old all of a sudden' I thought subconsciously while slowing down my steps, thinking about it now, I have not taken time to observe the changes within the town. The members of Blackmoon Town shuttled around with intent, each having clear knowledge about where they were headed and what they needed to be doing, the newly born goblins ran around aimlessly like actual human children, if only they weren't playing roughly with rocks... there's even an Orc child in the crowd. with all this in mind, I urgently brought up the territory tab... Ding! Town Name: Black moon Town Area: 4 square kilometre Town Territory: 61 square kilometres Residents: 1045/1000 A/N: minimum population requirement for Lv intermediate Lv2= 1500 Soldiers: 370/300 Guards: 25/50 Sub territory: Basic Lv 1Mura village, Govan Damaged Basic level 2 Dregu village. Landmarks: Black Moon lake, Cold Valley, Grole Mine, Harku tunnels. Laboni region26% Dastav region 1.4%. Existing structures: Lord's Manor, Inner town wall, Outer town wall 43% Wooden Residential buildings x66, Smithy, Basic Logginggood, Farmland88%, Advanced Mining Field89%, Barracks Active, Training Field Active, Town Hall Active Breeding house ActiveFish PondActive There was a lot of changes that I hadn't taken note of, like the population went up a notch and the number of villages under my Territory increased, it might have something to do with Urim. The landmark has added some new locations, the mine and a strange 'Harku tunnel' which probably means Janetta might have or has almost succeeded. And the number of system approved structures has increased. 'This is good' I couldn't help praising in my head as i continued my stroll. After smiling for bit, I couldn't help frowning before letting out a sigh, 'It's a bit awkward with both Urim and Moz not being here.' a minutes later, I arrived at the training ground and found out that the goblins were still practicing against an Orc warrior. they used the wooden dagger I requested and fought against him in twos, watching them is rather interesting, as they try coming up with funny ways to attack the Orc. I didn't spend enough time to be noticed , since I have decided to look at the whole town before going to see Lovan, I believe I should head towards the places I haven't been to. Like the Farm I was looking at right now, it took up the space between the houses and the southern wall, They had a lot of strange plants sprouting out and I suddenly have the urge to learn about all of them. 'Who's in charge of the farm?' It finally hit me, someone was in charge of the farm and it definitely wasn't Dabok, judging from how vaguely he gave the reports. "So who is it??" I looked around and watched the lesser Orcs and serf Goblins busying themselves, 'Forget it, I'll ask Dabok when I see him'. I turned around and chose a random route on my way to Lovan's workshop, but surprisingly I found a group of female goblins working on ... clothes!. The Bone needle or whatever moved in a way that made it look like an art performance. each were skilled in their own way and I saw a few of the goblin females stepping on something inside what looked like a huge Wooden bowl, although I said wooden, I'm sure it was made with the steel tree. Within the bowl was a black liquid, as the others stepped on them, the pregnant Goblins either pulled some clothes out of the bowl or tossed something into the bowl. 'Dyeing?' I was a bit shocked and couldn't help wondering how they learned these things, from the look of things it wasn't new knowledge to them or I'm just reading things wrong. While in thought, a sharp squeal came from the side as one of the goblin females had spotted my dazed self, "chief!" She says excitedly. "!!!" The others awkwardly saluted and I casually responded before leaving. ___________________ Thann's End, Clack! Clack! The Sound of wood striking across something rang across the whole back garden as two elderly priests sat across each other. "Still training?" A priest in official gold robes asked the man seated across him with a sigh. Bishop Rodney, stood up from his seat with his hands behind his back and said, "Yes..." "How long has it been now since he started doing that?". "three? maybe four?" Rodney responds casually. "Aren't you worried?" There was a short pause before the priest continued his words, "did you find out who the purple haired woman is?". Bishop Rodney raised an eyebrow at the question before turning to pick his tea cup and take a sip, He closed his eyes as though trying to register it's taste in his brain before saying, "Lord Fairchild has sworn that he has no recollection of this woman". "A child born out in the wild by the old Fairchild patriarch?" Rodney lets out a small laugh while dropping his cup, "no... Patrick was never such a Man but perhaps his brother that died earlier in the Nispurlian battlefront, a rather unfortunate death for such a lecherous man I must say". "The body was never found Bishop Rodney" the Priest frowned slightly before questioning again, "What does she want then?... She even stole from the Moongrets while working with those barbarian Orcs". "That's what I find strange, what does she need so much Aether for? and what did she discuss with Davis that made him turn to this, how did she even enter into the church premises?" While mumbling, Rodney suddenly questions the priest sharply. "Wait...are you..." when the priest tried to argue, he suddenly paused and said," Do you suspect that she's the Night mother's champion?". "..." Rodney remained silent, confirming the priest's suspicion "I fear that she may have some spies in the church as well, considering how easily she came in before". "Preposterous!, I... Forgive me your holiness" Cold sweat could be seen across the Priests body immediately after his initial outburst. As though nothing happened, Rodney spoke calmly,"I have called for Anthony Vance, he'll be in charge of investigation and you'll do everything in your power to help him, understand?!". "Your holiness, Anthony is an Executioner, I fear for the people of Thann's ..." "Just do as I say, Bast!" Rodney shut him up in a threatening manner, "Dark times are coming Bast, I feel that it would rain blood once again but who will be falling this time I wonder". Bast the priest quickly bows and covered his ears praying, like he had heard something he wasn't supposed to hear.
