Fugg was recovering from his little business back there when Mason addressed him: “Tea?” he asked; he had also brought some deer meat. Fugg was immersed in his own thoughts to eat anything, but a cup of tea would be good, so he gave Mason a nod. “So” Mason continued “What was that all about?” “What was what about?” Fugg asked trying to avoid the subject. “Don’t think that I couldn’t tell that they were only keeping the rest of us back wile they surrounded you.” Said Mason Fugg shrugged as if it didn’t matter; after all it was none of Mason’s business. “Well what ever you did, you must have pissed them off royally. I’d never seen goblins so determined to bring down one man…It’s not in there nature to show such determination.” Mason continued while sipping his tea. Fugg was determined to keep his past from everybody in the group, so he continued to try to avoid the subject: “We survived didn’t we,” he said, but as he did, he noticed Mason’s bandaged hand; it was then when the giant felt as if he had to say something. “Look…” he tried to start “we all have demons from our past and some are not as pretty as we would like them to be.” Needles to say this was not enough for Mason who now demanded an explanation: “Fighting is one thing but dieing for some old vendetta that I have know knowledge of is quite another... so out with it.” Fugg grinned at Mason’s determination; he thought enough had happened to at least let Mason know a bit more about him: He was about to speak when Fen, proud of her relic handling, approached the couple as Fugg spoke: “It’s been ten years, five years after my unit and I slew the great dragon; our fame spread to theses forests when the King was battling Thorndog, one of the most powerful, insidious and clever goblin kings ever. Since the elves were losing the war, a rider arrived at Hargon, and after some hours of meeting terms, we were told by General Hyke that we had been hired by the elves to kill Thorndog; Schultz, Heiss, Lutz and Weissmann set up the perimeter and slew the guards while I sneaked into Thorndog’s tower and then into his room, there I simply cut his throat while muffling his screams. When the goblins assembled a team to hunt down and kill us, we were back in the elven city, and from there we got back to Hargon where we were condecorated by the Elven King and the King of Hargon themselves” Fugg then noticed Fen looking at him. “Well, I guess they would have known soon or late” he thought. Then he gave Mason a severe look, awaiting his answer.