Suddenly, one runs out of the bushes straight at us. He sees us and stops in his tracks. When he realizes that he is outnumbered six to one, he tosses his blade down and throws up his hands in surrender. Ummm, didn't expect that. What do we do with it? Can we kill him when he is unarmed and looking at us like that? Lily doesn't think so. Then from out of the same bush, Dalton comes up behind it and cuts off it's head! Blood sprays everywhere in a fountain of gore and the Exiled Prince is victorious over the booger monster! Eww, though.
I try and hide them from Dalton, but there just isn't any way to hide a sword under my shirt without people noticing. Argh. When Dalton sees me trying to adjust them, he tells me that goblin swords are so fragile that they are more dangerous to use than the dagger I was still carrying. He says (nervously) that someday I'll have a blade of my own, and that that day is not today.