Belor's second in command


Reeves trudged head down back towards the Sandpoint garrison. The thought of explaining his failings to Belor Hemlock upon his arrival this coming morning weighed heavily upon him. Hemlock’s instructions had been simple enough, secure the town’s perimeter and maintain a sharp vigil for further goblin raids in his absence whilst he gathered reinforcements from Magnimar. Within days of Hemlock leaving it had all gone so wrong. How was I to know that a group of the stinking little horrors would have holed up in the Glassworks he thought reflecting back on the slaughter he and his men had uncovered a few days ago. If not for a rag tag bunch of adventurers the cities inhabitants may have been butchered in their beds whilst they slept



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