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Does he need a hand?

"We need be careful. Granny witchdoctor, sound powerful and old. Maybe she turn us into iron rabbit s!!* if she catch us. Maybe we catch her by surprise, kill her quick, take her stuff."

Gittik wrote:

Beldan Vale wrote:

Beldan is disappointed that he didn’t find a buyer for his balls

Y'know, I can't help thinking the tone of this campaign has lowered somewhat.

"You no sell iron rabbit s%%~? No worry - you hold balls 'til we get Saltmarsh."

Fixed it. ;-)

Nice!

Beldan is disappointed that he didn’t find a buyer for his balls

Y'know, I can't help thinking the tone of this campaign has lowered somewhat.

"You no sell iron rabbit s$!#? No worry - you hold balls 'til we get Saltmarsh."

"Me no kill Granny?" (crestfallen)

(shrugs) "Ok, get Granny, take stuff."

The Sargent returns..."well, hell. You guys want a...short jobber?

I'll understand thoroughly if you say no. In fact, I'm fully..."

"Shoosh!" says the cowled female voice, kicking her uncle in the back of the knee!

"Aaah, for the sake of...."

"Him call me 'short jobber'? Oh, job. Yes, me want job! Me kill enemies for you! Me kill female who kick you?"

Beldan looks at the halfling, seems about to say something, and then changes his mind. However, a couple of minutes later he asks, “So what’s your story anyway Gittik? I’ve met a few halflings in my time, and you’re … a little different, if you don’t mind me saying.”

<looks shifty> "Me come from tribe in big forest, warrior for tribe. But chief scare of me, make me run away or me kill. So me come to find new tribe, fight for new tribe. When strong, have big band of warriors, go back to forest and kill chief, kill sons, take tribe."

Gittik grumpily sits in his seat, folds his arms and turns his back ostentatiously to Riese.

"To love kobold unnatural. But it ok if nothing else there."

*speaking in a loud tone meant for people who have problems with cognitive skills*

LITTLE WARRIOR. ME VERY SMART, SAY MUCH BIG WORDS YOU NO UNDERSTAND. ME SORRY YOU NO GET SIMPLE SCIENTIFIC FACTS. ME TRY TO TALK SIMPLER FOR YOU. Whew! That is quite taxing, trying to interact with the daft....I must give more respect for the people who work with the mentally handicapped....perhaps with my fortunes from my epic adventures I can fund.......*trails off*

"NOW YOU MAKE SENSE, TALL FULL-OF-IRON-SH!T HUMAN. (Me really kill him later.)"

"Tall human full of iron sh&t!"

"Giant carrots? Me no see. Ah, dwarf tell joke. Very good. (Me kill later for mocking.)"

"Iron rabbit? Mighty the warrior that kills. Where iron rabbit, me kill, get glory."

"Pig good. Offering to new chief. We take pig to chief of Saltmarsh tribe, we kill pig and give heart to chief to eat. Make him very happy. Dwarf smart."

<slowly repeated verbatim>"'Violation of loocul soocial moores?'

"So we no kill pig man?" <shrugs> "Me drink more frog blood."

<whispers to Stigwold>

"You think maybe pig man is enemy? We kill?" <hopefully>

"Beer good. Maybe me join Blue Frog tribe instead, kill enemies of Blue Frog tribe. What mersenrees? What fort? Mersenrees kill enemies of Fort Tribe? So many tribes."

"You go Saltmarsh tribe now?"

In reply to the dwarf's question:

"Me get clothes from goblin me kill."

(Which is true, but omits certain key aspects...)

"Blue frog?" (sips again) "Me no taste any frog?"

Hey - thanks for starting without me!

Strolling along the opposite direction along the path comes the tiny, swaggering figure of a grubby-looking halfling. Wearing a chain shirt, a shabby leather cloak and patched legging, he swings idly at the heads of the marsh grass with his scimitar. Spotting the horses and wagons, he trots up to the party. Looking around he chuckles and mutters, "Glooka."

In Goblin:

He then addressed the one who looks in charge - which happens to be Riese.

"Me Gittik, mighty warrior, kill many enemies of tribe. Me join Saltmarsh tribe, kill enemies of Saltmarsh tribe. Where Saltmarsh tribe?"

Absolutely - roasted, fried, boiled...

"If ye goat ten guilders, laddy, nothin' at all."

<checks money pouch, looks annoyed>

Heh - I'm too fast. She'll never catch me.

Gittik wrote:

Meet Gittik.

Cool. I was thinking...the amulet's a 13 cm in diameter circular bronze coin, about 2 cm thick. There are 5 holes bored through the amulet, about 5 mm in diameter. The amulet has strange writing on it.

The golden lock of hair is braided, about 25 cm, and forms the necklace strap of the amulet.

Right'o - will incorporate into the story.

By the way, is anything stopping me from eating the dog?

Meet Gittik.