548 Vengeance - Again

Remember how I keep saying no plan survives contact with the enemy?

Hobgoblins are generally tall (almost the size of humans) and thin. In proportions, they more resemble taller elves, and the pointed ears do nothing to make that similarity less. Or, they're what happens when goblins are crossbred with humans, which I find more likely.

Some day, I need to do actual research into such things.

In any case, I mention it because when I say that the armored hobgoblin who strode into the tent was broad of shoulder, I don't mean like an uruk or dwarf, but rather he was tall and wide and muscular for one of his kind. He easily bore the plate and chain armor of the invading generals, and in one hand an arming sword (called longswords by the ignorant), as casually as I might wear clothing.

"Sir, you can't..." my guard began.

He could. He did. Screaming something incoherent, he took two steps and plunged the sword into my heart.