Chapter Eleven
I held my breath, my eyes squinting against the weird pallor of the sky, and waited for the rage to rise within me. Nothing happened. I was afraid, stepping into this unknown world and trusting some random, obviously disturbed stranger to lead us through a goblin-built labyrinth. But I didn’t feel like tearing his head off, at least, not at the moment. Five other masked people stood around us, two were halflings, two were elves, and one a dwarf. They stood among the shadow forms of the trees, and the dwarf was actually standing within the tree. The solid wall of the Goblin City stretched out behind them. They also wore patched clothes, lumpy and worn. As one, they all turned their eyes on me.
“All of you sit,” I said. The mask was itchy and smelled like sweaty leather. I p
