Not one to be anything but fashionably late, Chuffy leaps onto Kettlehead's body, dogslicer first. "YYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" he screams as the blade drive itself into his body again and again and again.
Bloodlust sated, he points in a direction they weren't walking in before being interrupted. "Go away!"
Rummaging through Kettlehead's stuff, Chuffy's stomach drops as he sees other bottles. Chuffy can't hold all... and if others have bottles too, Chuffy no have barge-un-ing power! Despite not being able to physically hold them all, he scrambles to pick them all up, dropping several as he goes to retrieve stragglers. "No look! Chuffy not doing nothing!"
"SHUT UP CHUFFY YOU'RE SO LOUD!!!" Reta yells down as Chuffy scrambles to hide his find. What this about?
Her eyes dart around and she notices these five bottles that Chuffy keeps trying to juggle. What he... why? She can't make sense of it, but she's smart enough to reach down and picks one up when it scatters in between her legs. She studies the label, and still can't make much of it. Too many M's. Hurt eyes like sawblade. She looks confused, but she stuffs it in her pocket. If Chuffy want so bad, must be good.
She then continues her examination of Kettlehead's body, paying no mind to either Rempty or Culgick. Coming up with an unstrung bow and a quiver with some arrows, she looks puzzled. Hmmm. Now what can be string for bow? She briefly looks from Mogmurch to Poog, then back... but ultimately shakes her head. She looks back into the swamp. Maybe another toad....
"Twine!! Twine!!! Reta have twine!!!" she exclaims, then digs furtively for the scrap of hempen thread.
Mogmurch eagerly snatches up the salt shaker and begins to test its use and function, sprinkling small amounts of salt on each of his comrades, on his beloved tode, tossing it in the air, and generally engaging in the goblin experimentation that will one day make him the grandest alchemist in goblindom. Finally he settles down with the leather boot, salting various parts of it and then tasting it, trying to discover just the right recipe for nicely salted boot leather.
When he spies the five other bottles, however, he shrieks a mixture of glee and disdain. "Youse knot no knuthin! Leave these treasures to the nolligible!" With that, he grabs up 3 of the bottles (leaving the other two for his three whelp-mates to fight over), and begins a careful (for a goblin!) process of adding salt in varying amounts and sniffing and tasting to see if he can determine what amount of salt will get a wink from the smiling Maggie.
Taking their cue from Chuffy, the two goblins quickly rush into the weeds and disappear from view as you poor over the dead Kettlehead's gear. After a few moments go by, you return to your previous mission and make your way onward.
In the shade of gray cypress trunks, a sagging human-made cave squats on the muddy ground, overgrown with swamp brambles and leaning precariously to one side. You have arrived at 'Cave Darkfear'!
While the interior is dark, your vision manages to pierce the gloom, revealing leaning and partially collapsed shelves, heaps of shattered pottery, a junk-strewn table, and rusty animal traps. Then...there against one wall, slumps the fabled 'Spirit of Darkfear'! A somewhat skeletal human body with a horsechopper protruding from it's chest.
You know to complete your ritual and become true goblins, you must enter and offer up your toad to the spirit while singing your personal song to the beast.
Laying in the ground, ransacked and defeated, Chuffy scoops up his original stolen potion and the only remaining bottle before shuffling after the rest of the goblins. Chuffy never be accepted now...
At the cave, Chuffy immediately throws himself to the floor, Squish-Squash the toad placed on his upturned palms. As delicately as he can, Chuffy worms his way across the floor and sings.
Chuffy’s face might make you sick,
But Chuffy’s knife is awful quick.
And if you are his stabby pick–
The knife goes in you, stick stick stick!
Poog laughs at the Goblins trying to read, "stupid goblins! Words make brain mush!!!" Full of superior spirit at his vanquishing of their whelp-mate idiot he tromps along, DOOMTOAD happily croaking on his head.
At the CAVE OF DARKFEAR he faces his most difficult task... not stepping on another thing that makes him trip. Easily managing this task Poog on a roll! he moves in and repeats his earlier dance while holding up DOOMTOAD and singing a totally much better song than dumb Chuffy.
"Poog say Zarongel is the best,
He help burn things and heal the rest.
Zarongel’s favor makes Poog blessed."
He turns to his snickering former whelps and current... cannon fodder allies and emphasizes the last line.
"And Poog also stab you with knife if you make fun of how he isn’t good at riding animals."
Why they all just stand with toad in hands; that not offer. Reta pulls her toad out of her pouch, checking briefly to ensure that it's still alive--luckily, it is. She draws her arm back and whips it at the impaled skeleton, trying to land it in the ribcage to represent it having eaten the toad... or something like that.
She draws her dogslicer and begins singing her song with gusto as soon as her toad is in the air, punctuating the more active notes in the song with stabs and slashes at the air.
"RETA CHOP AND RETA BITE!!!
RETA SLAY AND RETA FIGHT!!!
RETA STAB!!! AND RETA SMITE!!!
RETA KILLS IT ALL JUST RIGHT!!!!"
Suddenly, a pair of "grabby-cats" surge out of a dark corner of the room and pounce on Poog! While the first one fails to connect, the second clamps down on the goblins arm...a purple welt begins to form.
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Poog
Chuffy
Mogmurch
Reta
Grabby Cats
These are 'Grabby Cats' (AkA Raccoons)
They have a bite attack...not much to tell...every 5 you beat the DC ask a question
Poog hops back, pulling out a club to whack at the creatures, "BAD KITTIES! NO GRAB DOOMTOAD!!! GET BACK!"
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"No! Go Grabby-Cats, GO!" Chuffy shouts, getting up from the floor, pulling his dogslicer, and taking a menacing step towards them. Stupid Grabby-Cats, always grabbing stuff...
"NOW WE HAVE SOME FUN!!!" She might have felt different had it been her who'd been ambushed, but Reta only feels glee. She steps forward and slashes at one of the grabby-cats with her dogslicer.
When the group enters the cave of darkfear, Mogmurch listens to the songs of his whelpmates with cheerful disdain. When they have all finished, he belts out his own tune:
"O here is my toad,
I found it on the road,
At once its majesty I knowed,
And to me, its kisses been bestowed,
While these other goblin jerks showed
They's wits is only slowed,
I - you can call me Mogmurch the First - was composting this ode!"
Mogmurch holds out his beloved toad in offering as he recites his chant, and looks around gleefully after he completes it, sure that the other goblins will be falling over themselves in jealous rage, but he is startled from his self-congratulation by the arrival of the grabby cats!
Mogmurch runs forward and bashes at cyan with his club.
Ducking away from the grabby cats, Poog flails harmlessly with a club as Chuffy moves to assist.
Mogmurch leaps forward and smacks one on the nose.
Reta moves into position and just manages to connect, thanks to the distraction Chuffy creates.
Dazed, the one with the blue tinge looks from one foe to the other before leaping at Reta! Slamming into her harmlessly, the beast crumples to the ground.
The second beast turns towards Mogmurch and tries to gain retribution. Clamping down on the whelps hand, he too begins to bruise.
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Poog
Chuffy
Mogmurch
Reta
Grabby Cats
Even though she can see that the effort of attacking is pretty much going to kill this little grabby cat, Reta has never been known to be sympathetic towards any creature smaller than herself. This serial-killer-in-the-making relishes the opportunity to make its life miserable, and she slices even as it comes at her.
Seeing nothing more needs to be done, she turns her attention to the grabby-cat harassing Mogmurch. She takes... well... some effort to avoid slashing Mogmurch as she strikes--at least, that's what she'll claim if ever challenged on it!
Chuffy totters over to the other side of Moggy's head and tries to stab at the Grabby-Cat currently attached to his hand. "NO. GRABBY. BAD GRABBY-CAT!" he shouts at it.
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Poog, as the smart tactical genius as usual, moves around to the side and takes a whack at the stupid little thievin' kitties. He points to Mogmurch, "you back up, then we gots it surrendered!"
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Mogmurch and Reta fail to connect with their perspective surprise attacks...but the blue-tinged fur beast drops anyway. Obviously Reta is so good she doesn't even need to hit!
Poog swipes away, as he instructs Mogmurch of a tactical option.
Chuffy moves into position and lets it known his bark is worse than his bite as he two wiffs the foe.
The alchemist eyes the grabby catty and glances towards Poog before looking back down. Slowly stepping back, he calls out "I move not cause you say so. I move cause I is superlatorily smart! I move hit better!"
Alas...he two fails to connect.
Finally Reta turns towards the remaining trash panda and gives it a swing. Finding it's tiny size troublesome, she just manages to knick it's hide.
With a shriek of anger and pain, the animal leaps for Reta's growing head. Clamping down on her finger, it draws blood!
Poog
Chuffy
Mogmurch
Reta
Grabby Cats
"HEY!!! STUPID TRASH PANDA GRABBY CAT UGLY THING!!!" Reta bring her blade up instinctively as it leaps at her face.
"NOW RETA MAKE YOU PAY!!!" She scrapes her dogslicer down her face, trying to dislodge the attacker.
Poog taunts back at Mogmurch, "you may be smartypants but you hit like wet toad!"
Realizing that one of the trash pandas is still up, he steps over and totally tries to hit either Rita or the Grabby Cat... whatever he swings at them.
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Chuffy continues to flail his dogslicer, simply hoping at this point to hurt the grabby-cat enough to put it down.
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Mogmurch is determined to show his glory and greatness to his future minions and swings wildly!
But he clearly should spend a little more time in the gym...
In a flurry of attacks, the remaining foe collapses in a bloody mess on the ground. Searching the room to ensure no more enemies remain, you discover several items.
two tanglefoot bags, four smokesticks, four tindertwigs, a meat hook, flint and tinder, some metal skewers, a rusty watch chain, a small wire cage, a pair of broken spectacles, a set of thieves’ tools, a set of false teeth, and a half-eaten, raccoon-scented bag of hardtack.
Poog (-1 NL)
Mogmurch (-1 NL)
Reta (-2)
Your bold quest completed, you make your way back towards the Lick-Toad Village to claim your full-fledged goblinhood! Heading for town you stumble upon a strange sight...
A colorfully painted wagon sits half-sunken in a patch of foul-smelling mud. Abominable words decorate the side of the wagon along with paintings of potions and magic trinkets. Bottles, barrels, pots, and all manner of real potions and curios poke out from beneath the bulging canvas that covers the top of the wagon.
A strange looking half-elven woman stands near the wagon hollering at her mule. "C'mon now! Pull! PULL! We're gonna be so late! C'mon you stubborn ole mule! We've gotta..." Stopping suddenly, she turns towards your group and smiles.
"Why...I. Uh.. Welcome to Magical Maggie's Miracle Medicine Traveling Shop! We've got things to mend ya wounds, and things ta make women swoon! We've got things ta cure your ails and fill yours sales! Step on up and take a peak, ya can keep whatcha like if ya pay the price."
With a broad grin, she offers a slight incline of the head. "Ya look like good, honest chaps. Say...60g for a fancy potion of the gods to guide your desires?"
Poog screams in goblin a warning to his allies, "AAAAHHHH!!! LONGSHANKS WITCH TRYING TO HEX US! KILL IT!! KILL IT WITH FIRE AND STEEL!!!"
He pulls a dart and flings it wildly at the cursed woman.
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"YOU NO TAKE MY DOOMTOAD!"
Mogmurch is thrilled to amass more treasure for his ever-growing stash. He shoves the false teeth into his mouth and tries out the hardtack while wearing them, soon declaring to the others, "Now Mogmuch have Magic Mouth! All my sayings is Lucky for Youse! Also, finally I kin taste food fer real! I never knowed how delish raccoon be till now!" He also takes a tanglefoot bag, a smokestick, a tindertwig, the flint and tinder (with a gleam in his eye!), and the spectacles. He also tries wearing the spectacles, declaring, "Also too, now I kin really see! All my seeings is inspired by Lamashtu herself!"
When the monstrous longshanks presents herself, Mogmurch immediately hurls his new tanglefoot bag at her, before she has a chance to weave whatever terrible magic she possesses. "Take Poog's toad, Longshanks, but not mine! You die first! Or at least you get sticky first!"
WORDS? NOT GOBBY SPEAK? DIE DIE DIE! Chuffy, overcome with a manic lust for stabby stabs, charges the woman and does his best to drive his dogslicer into her. "AAAAAHHHH!"
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"WHAT GIBBERISH THAT?!? AND LONGSHANKS SAY GOBBIES DUMB, HAHAHAHA!!!" Reta watches the other goblins begin to harry the woman and she leaps into action. Just a half-step behind Chuffy, Reta charges into the fray alongside her annoying tribemate.
"ACK!" Shrieks the woman as the goblin pounce upon her. Quickly turning away, she takes off towards the north. "I was trying to sell you stuff! Reasonable prices I swear!!!!"
A bewildered mule stuck in the mud looks at you four, wagon still attached.
It's filled with all sorts of things, including colorful scraps of cloth, empty bottles, a barrel of seawater, a small keg of grain alcohol, labels, two pots of glue, a well-used makeup kit, a small mirror, a stuffed raven, a makeshift alchemy lab, 7 torches, five bottles of "magical Maggie's Miracle Medicine", 3 potions, a wand, an elixir with a picture of fire on the side, and a small silk bag containing eight baby teeth and a crudely drawn crayon picture of a blonde half-elf woman and a similiar half-elf girl adorn with hearts.
Finally, you find a map of the local area with a big, red 'X' over a specific location and a gilded envelope containing a sparkling paper covered in words.
Potion of Jump
Potion of Spider Climb
CLW Potion mixed with grain alcohol
CLW Wand (15 Charges)
Elixir of Firebreath
Making your way back to the tribe without further incident, you are swarmed by your fellow goblins. They inspect your new toads and gawk at the trinkets you've brought back with you. Shouts of half formed questions assault your ears, though you are unable to respond before another is shrieked aloud.
As you try to make sense of the words, whilst enjoying your newfound fame, the whelp-wrangler Loptop shoves her way to the front of the mob.
"Pssht!! You?? Didn't think you would be first back from bog. Didn't think you'd be back at all! Brinestump be dangerous today! Slorb saw a stranger on the road this morning, a pointy elfy one with a sparkly hat and a bright wagon and a funny horse. Get you stabby stuff - we's off to find her and give good Licktoad welcome!"
"WE'S ALREADY FIND HER!!!" Reta screams when she recognizes the description. "SHE RUN WHEN SHE SEE SO MANY FIERCE LICKTOADS CHASE HER!!!" Reta succumbs to violent laughter when she recalls the crazy elf's cowardice.
Poog cares not for the stupid idiots and their searching the woman and chasing the wagon... or was it the other way around. Bah, words are dumb. He sees his true prize and quickly pounces, hopping up and away on the really big riding dog! "YEEE-HAAA!!!"
Once he has totally identified the potions (the spider climb one he keeps). He rides his true prize back to town, "I'll call you... DOOMDOGGIE!"
Chuffy revels in the glory of what feels like the tribe's acceptance of him. Chuffy good goblin! Now real Licktoad! "Yeah, what Fat Head say. Already try to stabby pointy Elf. She run and leave wagon!" he explains to Loptop.
Eyeing the mule as you inform the deed is done, Loptop replies. "You...you did?" disappointment evident in her voice. "Due tell! Tell of glorious battle. Did Longshank cry? Did she casty and try steal words? Did she bleed well?"
Immediately you are flooded with more boisterous questions about the strange woman and the mule...and your quest. The strange paper with the glittery words is taken from you and handed over to the wise Chief Gutwad.
Early the next morning, news of a grand meeting reaches you. The whole tribe is to convene in Chief Gutwad's moot house. It is stacked high with jars of strange, fuzzy creatures preserved in pickle brine, and the skinned hides of anything else too large for even the mightiest jar. Once all have arrived, the chief holds up a single hand - a human hand by the look of it - from atop his tall chair to silence the tribal horde. All goblins know that 'His Mighty Girthness Chief Rendwattle Gutwad' is a goblin of such remarkableness that themere sound of his voice has driven goblins mad and made heads explode!
Due to this...his faithful adviser Slorb speaks on his behalf. "Our new goblin heroes have returned with horrible, horrible news: A stranger has brought horrible, horrible words into our swamp. Extr-horrible words! Because these words sparkle. Maybe they be magic words. Maybe even worse magic than regular words. The stranger also had a map, and Chief Gutwad knows from looking at the map that this is clearly where the longshanks MAKE their terrible sparkly words! They be planning something bad. But we be goblins! We be the baddest thing!! Licktoads will march on longshanks word-makers and smash everything!"
"Light the fire! Sharpen Blade!"
"We be Goblins! WE MAKE RAID!"
The village suddenly flies into a frenzy of hoots and hollers as goblins rush about to prepare to march out!
Poog rushes around, trying to make sense of it all. RAID! I’M GOING ON A RAID! BUT ONLY ADULTS GO ON RAIDS! THEY MEAN I’M ADULT NOW, WOOO!!!
He looks around at the chaos, of course I’m adult, I blessed goblin. Z-Man has my back. I kill longshanks for sure this time!
"STAB MURDER KILL! STAB MURDER KILL!" Chuffy begins chanting, hoping to sway the goblin masses to an unthinkable level of bloodlust. Chuffy so adult now!
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Reta tests the string of the new bow she claims from the tribe's armory (that being the barrel outside Chief Gutwad's door), happy to have a proper bow instead of her rigged contraption--though she remains proud of her work and indeed has already put it on display in a tree where she intends to build her hut, once this current quest is complete.
Unusually quiet, she grins ear to ear as the goblins gather, getting ready for the raid.
And....you're off! The entire tribe, save the poor, useless whelps head out towards the Longshank Stronghold! After approximately 3 miles of walking...errr...charging! RAWR...you encounter...
The light forest and overgrown field give way to a rundown little farm bustling with activity. Colorful paper and cloth hang from the barn and house, and tables loaded with food and drink are scattered around the yard. In the center of it all stands a cake that rises nearly two goblins tall and drips with icing and custard. A few slices have already been removed, revealing an interior that looks moist and delicious.
The tribe stands to spread out. It's obvious they plan to rush in and attack the guests...or the cake? They plan to "RAID!!!" 'cause that's what goblins do in these cases.
Chuffy stops midstride, as though a Longshank just slapped him across the head, and collapses to the floor. What.... does Chuffy... smell? Too concerned with his senses, he remains on the floor. Before long, he begins to sniff a mighty sniff, long and strong for what feels like an eternity of bliss. Chuffy MUST HAVE SMELL IN MOUTH!
With unexpected urgency, Chuffy leaps from prone to standing in one swift motion and screams, "CHUFFY MUST HAVE THAT!" Pointing to the cake, luxuriously, no, decadently, lounging upon on the table.
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Reta decides to leave Chuffy to his cake. It was interesting, but she didn't trust it. Just like the sparkly letters on the weak human's paper... too bright, too fancy, too risky. She instead slinks along the water's edge, emerging from the foliage along the bank to check out the rows of chairs. If anybody was seated there, she could have some fun, but otherwise, that building on the water looked far too unburnt for her liking.
Grabbing several of the exploding fire gourds (2 alch fires) Poog hops back up on his very large riding dog and urges it forwards with the screeching Goblin Horde! Doomtoad perched safely on his head, he chuckles to himself at all the dumb gobbos not riding upon such a fine steed.
He keeps pointing onward in the direction his mount leads him, as it is obvious to a trained eye he has zero control over the mule... fortunately very few goblins are trained or have eyes.
Once near the camp his mount likely sees hay in the barn and starts wandering that direction so Poog issues his challenge to the filthy evil longshanks and directs his hordes to attack, "CHAAAAAARGGGGGEEEEE!!!!"
Armed with multiple handfuls of alchemical flame, Mogmurch finally feels invincible. He is tempted to set the entire Goblin village on fire, but remembers there will be plenty of time to do that later. Later, later, heh heh...
When the raid begins, Mogmurch wastes no time heading right for the longshanks mansion, determined to burn it to the ground!
Suddenly, the tribe surges forward in unison as Poog shouts the charge. The chaotic scene ensuing is quite glorious! Goblins slicing and hacking at surprised longshanks as they stand and flee...more than a dozen wedding goes drop to the ground...unable to react in time.
hypnotized by the sweet, sweet smell of....sugar almost floats towards the enormous cake, now abandoned on the long table.
As moves along the waterline towards the seating arrangements. While some of the guests there lay bleeding, and others run...yet a few remain frozen in fear!
trusty stead, heads his words and meanders towards the barn. The ever delicate hay screaming to be eaten. As the pair approach, the goblin spots a man on the far side taking a long swig on a bottle. Startled by the sounds, the elixir falls from his hand as he turns towards the riding duo...shattering on the ground. A whimpered *Oink* is heard from one of the stalls.
Rushing towards the not burning house, seems intent on remedying the problem. His fellow goblins rushing towards the doors spot him and nod....before turning and engaging more of the fleeing guests. The 'happy' couple look about the horrid scene, when the well dress boy points towards the fire crazed creature. "HIM! IT WAS HIM!"
The pair turn and rush towards the goblin, while the bride-to-be shrieks "YOU RUINED MY WEDDING!"
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Poog
Mogmurch
Winnius & Wellma
Corpule & Nord
Chuffy
Reta
"A wedding! Why weren't we invited!?! Youse think we goblins ain't got feelings? Youse think we ain't got care?!?.... Well, youse right!!!" Mogmurch shrieks and giggles with delight, just before he drops a flask of alchemist's fire upon the bride's head!
The ‘dog’ wanders forwards looking for hay, the angry goblin on his back yells at the stupid longshanks, ”stupid dumb big thing with gangly arms and stupid hair you so dumb you not smart!”
Reta's eyes light on the glorious white dress currently being worn by the bride, and her mind can only process one thought. "MIIIIIIINNNNNNNEEEE!!!" she yells with more volume than she ever thought she had, heads turning from all over the yard to see the crazed goblin as she begins closing the distance to the bride and groom. She knocks over a folding chair as she scrambles to draw her bow and send an arrow flying at the bride.
Poog calls out the longshank for what he is. Though, the goblin words are lost on the man, it seems the clerics point got across the barrier.
The flask chucked by Mogmurch falls short of its target, but the flames scorch the hem of the dress.
The wedding pair mumble to each other for a moment, eyes closed, as they prepare themselves to end this party crasher. Then they close the distance on Mogmurch.
The chastised longshank in the barn moves towards the mounted goblin, drawing his longsword. Bringing it up over his head, he swings it down...down...past the goblin...past the mule...and cuts the rope binding the pig into the stall!
Squealing loudly, the beast leaps forward and seeing no escape turns to bite at the goblin. Just as it closes it's mouth around the small priests leg, Poog backflips out of the saddle! Landing on the far side of the mule, he safely avoids the powerful jaws.
Seeing her dress on another woman, Reta blows a fuse and rushes to remedy the situation. Firing an arrow at the offender, she just misses her target.
Chuffy
Reta
Poog
Mogmurch
Winnius & Wellma [ooc](Pink: -1)
Corpule & Nord
Landing on his feat, Poog laughs at longshanks and the stupid smaller dog and the even stupider bigger dog. "YOU KICK ME OFF AND YOU BITE AT ME AND YOU SWING AT ME YOU SEE WHAT GOD'S CHOSEN GOBLIN CAN REALLY DO!!!"
He begins to pull his holy symbol out to burn these unbelievers, then realizes his hands are full of potent burninations. Seeing it as a sign, he lobs one of the alchemist fires at the pile of hay behind the animals. He yells, "I BURN YUR HOUSE DOWN NOW" as he runs out of the barn cackling with glee.
His toss going woefully short, it hits between the dumb small dog (pig) and the dumb large dog (donkey).
As any resistance to his cake consumption run away from him, Chuffy dogpiles the cake. As his little body become enveloped in the soft, squishy cake, he does his best to eat his way back out. MORE MORE MORE IN CHUFFY MOUTH YES! If anyone could see into the cake, they'd be greeted with the sight of a goblin gulping down incredible mouthfuls of the sponge and icing.
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Chuffy dives into the cake and begins to devour it as fast as the little gobby can.
Pleased with himself, Poog lobs an alchemist fire into the hay, splashing flames onto the 2 dogs. The larger one barks loudly with a *NEIGH!* and takes off running...right past Poog.
The small dog however, seems little more than annoyed.
Stepping away from the advancing couple, Mogmurch tosses another ball of fire at the would-be bride. Ducking the vial, she gets a single flame against her ankle.
The duo move to flank the goblin and both swing high...missing their mark.
The man in the barn hollers "Get it piggy!" and moves to attack Poog...his aim is off though and he nearly cuts his own leg.
The boar shrieks at the sight of the fire and turns towards the goblin....just as it looks like there's no hope for Poog....it rushes towards the cake! Taking a large bite from the sweet, sweet mound...it's opens up the side for the world to see Chuffy within.
Chuffy
Reta
Poog
Mogmurch
Winnius & Wellma
Corpule & Nord
Jumping backwards as the drunken stench assails him, Poog fearfully... er... fearlessly hurls his last fire gourd at the longshanks, completely incinerating him in one burst! But just in case, he pulls a club out.
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Part way through Chuffy's cakefilled bliss, the wicked sun cuts into his eyes and the unmistakable squeal of a pig assails his ears. "WHY YOU SAVE CHUFFY?" he demands as he smacks the pig in the face a couple times with his hands. Crawling out of his cakecocoon, he seizes the platter it was resting on and tries to keep it away from the pig.
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