Chapter Number: 01/??
Story Summary: Goblins request help from SWIC to deal with their demonic cousins.
Chapter Summary: The goblins have a problem
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Date (Upload Date): 03/07/11
Date (2011 Calendar Date): 03/07
There were three main types of Gringotts goblin, not that there was anything physically different about them. The first type was the Clan Leaders. They dealt with the Ministry on a regular basis. None of the other goblins envied them.
The second type was those that worked in the bank – account managers, desk clerks, even the ones that took wizards to their vaults. They were greatly envied by the other two types. The third type was those that worked in the mines. It was a terrible job, and those goblins doing it were pitied.
It was where they all (save for the family inherited Clan Leadership) started off. Being sent back after being promoted to a bank worker was the worst punishment possible and goblins did anything to avoid it. Our story starts with one of those mining goblins. It was Kardek’s first day working. He had come of age a week ago, and now his father, Kedrak, had brought him to the mines.
“You’ll never be promoted to bank worker if you don’t work in the mines for at least ten years,” his father said. Kardek never got the chance. On his first day, the floor collapsed beneath him.
His father rushed over, only to be stabbed through the head with a sword the second he looked in the hole. Hordes of red-skinned, evil-looking goblins swarmed out of the hole.
“Tabblez!” one of the regular goblins yelled out. The word made it through the mines and up to the bank in minutes. It was a combination of two Gobbledegook words – Gobble, which meant Goblin, and Talez, which meant Demon. Tabblez being their word for their more blood-thirsty, demonic cousins.
As reinforcements showed up in the mines, the Clan Leaders were discussing what to do.
“We must do something,” Traillot hissed. “This is the seventh attack in the last month, and they’re getting more frequent.”
“At this rate,” Koregrinder said, “we will soon be averaging an attack a day.”
“What do you suggest we do?” Ragnok asked. “The human Ministry has consistently refused to help us in the past. They are unlikely to help us now.”
A knock sounded on the door. One of the guard-goblins stuck his head out for a moment. He turned to the Clan Leaders.
“My Lords, Account Manager Griphook seeks an audience.”
“Now?” Traillot asked incredulously.
“He claims to have a possible source of aid.” The three discussed it between each other, and finally Ragnok nodded.
“Send him in.” Griphook entered and bowed to each of the three in turn.
“I do not recognize your name,” Koregrinder said. “What accounts do you manage?”
“The Potter and Black accounts, as well as the newer Crane, Lehane, and Harris accounts,” Griphook replied. “Lord Potter asked for me specifically when he became emancipated.”
“I see. And what is your ‘possible aid’?”
“Several months ago, Gringotts goblins were contracted to set up the Headquarters of the Slayers and Watchers International Council.”
“Did they not pay for services rendered, leaving us a favor to call upon?” Ragnok asked.
“No my Lord, but they are not the type to turn anyone away. If we ask them for help, they will send aid.”
“Who leads them?”
“Similar to my Lords, SWIC has a Committee of multiple leaders. Who they send to liaise with others depends on the temperament required at the time. They are unlikely to send Ms. Lehane or the elder Ms. Summers, as neither are very diplomatic. Perhaps the younger Ms. Summers, Mr. Giles, or even Lord Potter.”
“Send for them. We require aid quickly.”
“I will leave at once my Lords.”
To Be Continued
Next Date (2011CD) for this Story: 03/10