Rhonna: The Proposal

Rhonna looks at Gogmurt, trying hard to hide her fear and disgust. After attacking them with cats and dogs, the goblin man is now trying to strike a deal with her companions. She listens as the druid shares to them about an ugly harpy that has been tormenting his goblin relatives.

This is a sly little vermin, Rhonna mutters to herself. She knows Gogmurt's personality well enough. People like him try to trick and deceive. That's what her coven sisters would say.

"Is he telling the truth?" I whispered to Gryffin. "He could be making it up you know."

The eladrin wizard threw me a stern gaze, as if telling me to keep quiet.

Rhonna bites her lip in frustration. Fine! You guys go talk to him!

She wants to warn her friends about making deals with these sort of monsters. But they seem willing to strike a bargain. Monsters like Gogmurt are sly decietful creatures.

Most of Rhonna's coven sisters made deals with infernal demons, pacts of blood and death. Each pact worse and more gruesome than the last one. The other witches thought they had the upper hand, but the demons had their wild card. In the end, they all sold their lives as servants to these devils.

"I hope you guys know what you're doing," Rhonna replies.