Goblins stronghold (part 3)

Although there were still a good few hours until the sunset, the sky was already getting dark over the fort.

"...ghee, hate bad weather..."

The unnaturally skinny goblin in a scally armor – that was in fact not armor at all but its deformed body's protective growths - glared at the heavy cloud taking over the sky.

"Yeah... Mist is here too, annoying..."

"Hate rain. Watch duty in rain, annoying."

Its two companions that looked like its carbon copies chimed in their screechy voices and all three of them sighed looking at the mist rising up around the fort.

"Maybe should tell the commander that visibility so bad, watch duty make no sense?"

"Nah, commander will shout. Will say you want slack off."

One of them deformed goblins asked with a hopeful voice but the first goblin shook his slightly oversized head and waved his skinny hand dismissively.

*boom*

"Ghaa...?"