happyvirgin
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- Oct 26, 2010
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1. Years ago, they came and they murdered his family, in the name of Good. They left him for dead, but somehow, he survived, escaped the caverns of his home and found his way to the surface. He is one pissed-off hobgoblin. The rest of his life he lives as a mercenary and a spy, honing his skills at stealth and slaughter, as he slowly discovers who they were, these adventurers who massacred all he held dear. One by one, they fell. The wizard blasted to smithereens in his lab because of a novice alchemical mistake. The warrior found dead in his tent, throat slit, a drugged whore still sleeping in his arms. The rogue, impaled on a spike high atop the castle walls. The priestess . . . . was so beautiful, he couldn't bring himself to kill her. Not that a hobgoblin in love is much safer than a hobgoblin hell-bent on vengeance.