Hot on the trail of earlier adventurers, Gwen leads the swords to an abandoned camp. Hopefully, the things found here are enough to reveal the truth behind these happenings in the north.

Left in the wake of the argument, Joxxer and Krigs make camp and wait for the hopeful return of their friends. Passing the time is all they can do for now.. Have *You* heard of 52 pickup?

Long is the road and painful is the journey. There's only so long one can stand before the toll must be paid. 

With visions swirling through the mind of Gwen, our Swords must carry on. What were these visions? What was this dream?

It's strange how easy it is to find even more reasons to keep fighting when it would just be so easy to be let to exist. To not spend so much time and energy on "fixing" this world. But I see my friends, and I want the world to be a bit brighter for them.. and I see these goblins.. they deserve to be able to thrive.. I'm getting oh so very tired after all these years with no end to the madness of the world in sight.. But doing the right thing is often the most difficult path to take..

Our Swords go Shopping.. or.. Stealing? You decide!

The fragility of life is something I think we try to forget. At least I know I do.. If I remembered how easy all of this can be taken away, would I fight? Would I be able to protect those dear to me? No.. No that can't be it.. We must remember. We must fight. Because we may not have tomorrow. I will fight for the weak, I will fight for love, and I will fight for you.. Until my last breath. 

... one Final Saving Throw.

Stirring interrupting the silence of the night. Don't look now but we have unwelcome visitors..

As the Sun Sets on the Festivities in this Goblin Village, the Swords make sense of the secrets found and the stories told by the Goblin Elders..