Lord P walks up to the group of Hobgoblin, showing no fear at all.
"Look at them, they are splendid. Teeth and muscles, carrying the flesh of the innocent and lost. Glinting green skin and blood soaked blades. What horrors, what a perfect from of terror to hunt the minds of dreamers safe asleep in warm beds."He looked back at his fellows.
"Let me make the offer, let me ask if they will take the bargain of the fey."
The child's form fell away. And there he flow a bight star of light.
"I make you this offer, I do it but once. It's yours take or leave as you see it. I offer you this, a place in the fey lands of Dream. There to hunt and reek havik and razz the towns and villages of sleepers. Cast dread and fear for the shadows and dark. Nightmares and sleepless night. For in the real of dream both light and dark must be. For what are the sweet dream of summer if the decelet winds of winter to not also blow."
As he talked his hands moved and into being came a portal to the bright ways.
"My king welcomes all who would live forever in dream and nightmare. Choose you path, stay here in the realm of mortal flesh to be hunted and forgot. Or be the hunters forever in dream and never forgot"
He wanted for their answer.
The hobgoblins consider Lord Perpireen's offer, and find it too tempting to pass up, knowing that to return empty handed to the crypts where the Dark Emperor awaits their tribute would seal their doom for certain. After some debate and deliberation, they agree to take the Fey Lord's generous offer, and after burying the dead and handing over their ill-gotten loot to the Mighty Ones as Mwikali demanded, they all pass through Lord Perpireen's magic gate to the Realm of Dreams and Nightmares...