Black Luke tries to rest in fitful strides after a fight with goblins that he barely survived. Then he hears more movement from below his perch, He knows that combat with more goblins would probably finish him off as he was at the end of his endurance.
"Hallu! Hallu! Human are you there? Did you survive? I see your tracks zans know you there."
Black Luke peers over the edge, and his first thought is that, now that is some red hair.
"Greetings elf, yes I live, but am wounded, having taken bad goblin hits apon my person."
"I am called Rose of the Willowwood, Elf warrioress and tracker of the House of Wade."
"Others of my folk will be meeting soon here, you should climb down." said Rose.
It was at this point Black Luke came down, and he introduced himself as a wayward traveler from the nearby human town, and had entered the forrest in search of making his fortune, or at least some game.
Rose gave him one of her last three remaining enchanted healing berries, it caused his wounds to heal, but he still felt he was not up to a good condition.
He showed her where he deposed of the goblins, and that there was indications of a movable stone slab door in one corner of the floor. She could see for herself with her elvish senses that it seem to her that it was there, but some way of lifting it up was needed and that how was it that the goblins made entrance to underground in the first place, and why would they then come out in broad day light as such was not the goblin way.
As they discussed the uses of crossbows verses bow, a cloud moved across the sun and the gallop of horses was herd aprroaching.
TO PART 4
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