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Bundo Slaughterer of the Road

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Bundo led on the cold grass, the cold dampness pulling him back to the world. His ears rang, the world was spinning and the pain, the pain was excruciating. Somewhere up the hill from where he lay a deep gravelly voice called down “Wizard! Finish the Kobold then get out of here, I’ll collect his remains when I’m done with these Goblins!”. Further up the hill there was the sound of battle, of utter chaos and death. He felt no sorrow for them though, they had been his abusers, they had treated him as nothing more than a consumable. He had been slave labour and after the Goblin crew he was assigned to chances upon a wizard, he had become the lead in the chase. The Goblins followed a safe distance behind, ensuring this wasn’t a trap. The wizard was young and agile, moving with confidence and lightning speed down the mountain side. Bundo followed as best he could, but his heart was not in this. And then came the moment that left him a broken heap near the bottom of the mountain side. Goblin hunters had tracked the Goblin party and seeing the wizard chase had positioned lower down the slope. Bundo had taken a hammer hit head on. He felt the wind leave his body, many bones breaking under the force if the blow and then nothing momentarily until his senses started to return. He could see a wizard slowly drawing her sword and moving closer, intent on completing the request of the Goblin hunter to finish him. He tried to move, but the pain was too great, the best he could manage was to squirm.

Bundo had grown up in Goblin Town. Life there for a Kobold was incredibly tough, it was a step up from Nasty Town where most Kobold resided, but it was in no way comfortable living. His parents had got lucky and found employment delivering goods to the Goblins in Goblin Town. Pay was terrible, the hours were horrendous, both parents often worked days at a time without rest. But it was enough for food and shelter and an opportunity to escape Nasty Town so they took it. Bundo grew up watching his parents struggles, as he grew older a fire started inside him to strive to do whatever he could to get them out. He used discarded books, posters, whatever he could find to try to learn to read and write. He tried desperately to earn math and to study fighting techniques. Opportunities for Kobolds are few and far between, the warrior guild however offers an amazing chance for Kobolds to escape the horrors of Goblin Town and Nasty Town. This became his life focus.

Unfortunately, Bundo got careless. Nobody seemed to notice him, nobody seemed to be paying attention or care. But someone did. Goblins took a very dim view of Kobolds behaving in this manner. And so one night in the very early hours his house was raided by Goblins, the first entry above isn’t the story of Bundo, but the Goblin entry for the history of Bundo. Accused, convicted and sentenced without representation, he was given a choice, death or servitude (which was basically death by servitude). And this was how he was where he was now, ordered by the Goblins to chase down the wizard they had chanced upon while they watched from a safe distance. Only once the wizard had been caught and they were sure it was safe would the Goblins move in…..but it wasn’t safe. The Goblin screams had moved off into the distance, Bundo looked up at the wizard that stood over him now as she moved her sword over his chest, resting the point above his heart. He grabbed at the blade and struggled to push it away, his hands were bloodied from the sharp blade, but he couldn’t move it. His thoughts ran back to his parents, he had still believed he could get them out of Goblin town to somewhere better, even in his servitude. Now this, he could feel tears welling in his eyes as he mumbled “no, no, no” over and over, not so much for himself, but for what he had wanted to do. He started to lose consciousness, the pain was intense, he was losing blood and the emotion was too much. The wizard lifted her weight upwards and paused before plunging downwards……and then there was darkness for Bundo

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