Foofelah waddles over and kicks the dying spider. "Stupid Longlegs Eat Goblin Babies Many!" she scolds it. "You is eating wrong goblin! Sad day for Licktoad tribe! Old Longlegs Eat Goblin Babies Many," she informs Reta, "much bigger and smarter. Also," she elaborates after a quick overlook of the carcass, "shot fire from eyes."
"What you doing sleeping? You useless hero!" Poog bends down to the bleeding figure and casts healing on him.
"Now sleep until you wake up. Or you become Longlegs Eat Goblin Babies Many babies' food."
"Hurry at what you do. Quiet to. There be stuff hunting, hunting always."
"Shut mouth Chuffy, we be heroes! We don't sneaks, unless we sneaks. But we sings even when we sneaks, unless we not." To prove his point Poog starts singing:
"We be Licktoads! We be great!
We stick the longshanks with a blade!
Heroes get the girly bits!
Grab the longgirls by the t--
Oi! You sing too! Or you forget how?"
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Tut, tut! A crew of gnomes would have dispatched the beast with aplomb.
I shall stand here among you until you acknowledge your inferiority to gnome-kind. Be warned, you sadly inferior creatures. I have aplomb!
"You is stupid too, Zarongel-server," Old Foofelah adds, shuffling over to loom over Chiggo's prone body. "You wastes god-power on dead goblin, and he still dead. What we do with him? Leave him here?"
"Self-stupid! Old bat. Zarongel favors this one too, he spits fire. See? Zarongel brought this one back from dead, he just sleeping for few days now. That is power of Zarongel! He touch you, you live! But sleep for days!"
Foofelah waddles over and kicks the dying spider. "Stupid Longlegs Eat Goblin Babies Many!" she scolds it. "You is eating wrong goblin! Sad day for Licktoad tribe! Old Longlegs Eat Goblin Babies Many," she informs Reta, "much bigger and smarter. Also," she elaborates after a quick overlook of the carcass, "shot fire from eyes."
She glowers at Pussl, and then sniffs again hoping to get a dog smell from Stink. Reta then moves over to Chiggo after Poog tries to heal him, bends down and gets right in his face. She puts her ear to his mouth to see if he's still breathing. She scrounges through his pack, finding his potion. She then pours the contents of it in his mouth.
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Chiggo's eyes flutter open and he groans himself awake. Looking up at Reta staring down at him, fear and concern fill his eyes. "What you doing to Chiggo? Why Chiggo sleeping with Reta?"
Reta giggles. She states as a matter of fact as she pulls him to a sitting position. She then stands. She then moves over to where she dropped her slicer, picks it up and then moves over to the big spider, promptly removing its head, or at least what she can fit in her satchel. Reta, smiling happily, She concludes. She holds up seven fingers. She marvels at the thought.
"Stink not dog! Stink Wolverine. Stink kill Longlegs. Reta not stop barking, maybe Stink kill Reta too."
Stink begins to growl and slaver, hackles standing up. Then Pussl calls him to heel and the two of them step back and begin looking in the tree for any treasures.
Reta sneers at Pussl, She cleverly points out.
"Stink not dog! Stink Wolverine. Stink kill Longlegs. Reta not stop barking, maybe Stink kill Reta too."
Stink begins to growl and slaver, hackles standing up. Then Pussl calls him to heel and the two of them step back and begin looking in the tree for any treasures.
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There's no sign of any treasures here; however, it's also quite clear that this tree wasn't Longlegs' lair. There's no web or any indication of permanent habitation. There might be treasures in her lair, if you can track her route back to it.
"Why yous looking in tree?" Old Foofelah demands. "Longlegs Eat Goblin Babies Many is not living in tree. Or is Birdcruncher traitor looking for more dogs to love and pet and lead on strings?"
Poog examines the surroundings, "If Longlegs Eat Goblin Babies Many has anything worth having, Zarongel will show to me. Not you! Just me."
She agrees, her arms crossed, glowering. A thought then occurs to her, She concludes with enthusiasm.
Pussl ignores Reta's barking and focuses instead on searching for and finding Longlegs' tracks. He is able to make them out without any difficulty.
Pussl snorts and shakes his head at Poog's tracking skills. "This is the way."
"Stink! Track Longlegs!"
Pussl has no difficulty locating the way to Longlegs' lair. It's not far from your current location, only about 200 feet directly south of the creek. The lair consists of a deadfall of several old trees. Scattered amid the trees are dozens of bodies, some of which are goblins, but a few of which are humans.
A serach through the bodies uncovers the following items: 24 gp, a Small light crossbow with 11 bolts, a single pearl, 4 vials of liquid, and a wax-paper-sealed package containing six pieces of licorice-flavored taffy.
As the most perceptive of the group, Pussl quickly takes the pearl and the package of taffy for himself.
Reta huffs in disgust. She says as she scoops up a handful of the 24 gold. She says as she storms back towards the tribe.
Poog looks at the loot suspiciously.
All four vials glow magically.
Poog looks a bit miffed, then suddenly brightens up, "Zarongel says Poog guard these vials, except this one," he hands Chiggo the third (unknown) potion, "Zarongel say to make you feel better."
Poog might not be entirely sure of the potion.
Sense Motive:
Chiggo's eyes narrow as he looks at Poog. "What Poog not saying? Chiggo think Poog not sure about magic drink. He stands there a moment, considering the priest. "Maybe Poog think now not good time to drink magic drink? Chiggo wait, drink magic drink if we see more Longlegs Eat Goblin Babies Many."
Pussl frowns as Reta begins to move away. "Where barking dog go? No need slicer. Club works good, beats brains from skull." He draws his club and swings it through the air to illustrate.
"King be angry when Reta returns so soon without fireworks."
"Bah! Chiggo drinks everything but scared of Longlegs Eat Goblin Babies Many drink!"
"Reta!" Old Foofelah snaps. "You is staying here. Going back is giving up. Chuffy won new dogslicer for prize. He is giving you old dogslicer to cut Vorka Goblineater with. Chuffy!" she demands. "Give Reta old slicer!"
Reta stops when Old Foofelah yells at her. She crosses her arms and walks back pouting. She makes known as she's still pouting. Although, thinking on Pussl's club illustration does have her a bit intrigued.
Her thoughts quickly switching back to what was found amongst the bodies,
Chuffy reluctantly gives Reta his 'old' dogslicer. 'Reta no return it, Reta no wake up next morning."
Chuffy reluctantly gives Reta his 'old' dogslicer. 'Reta no return it, Reta no wake up next morning."
Reta puts her hand over her mouth and giggles. She imitates Chuffy stabbing and then giggles some more.
Since no one is grabbing for the crossbow, Pussl takes it and the bolts. He slides a bolt in place and eyes the bickering of the others for a moment. Then he shrugs.
"We go now. Time to find fireworks and kill longshanks."
"Yes." Chuffy turns around and continues to the fireworks.
Reta claps. Again with her own personal explosion scene. She then goes and picks up the rest of the gold that no one else took. She daydreams. Returning to reality again, she places the rest of the coin in her satchel along with her "new" dogslicer from Chuffy. She then draws her bow out. She confirms as she notices Chiggo seems to still be a bit lagging. She giggles.
Chiggo has been looking back and forth between Poog and the mystery vial so much, his neck is getting sore. He snaps himself out of his deliberations at Reta's dulcet tones and says, "Chiggo coming. You no get rid of Chiggo so easy!l
Old Foofelah jabs Reta with her walking stick. "Controls you's-self, Reta! Now not the time for breeding; now is time for glory! Glory for Licktoad tribe and for Old Foofelah, yes." She follows the others toward their goal.
You set off through the marsh again, following the creek. After another hour or so of slogging through the mud, you remain amazed that you haven't reached there yet. Just as you're beginning to think that maybe you have the map upside down and you should have gone the other way or that the map is just plain lying to you, you start to hear the sound of the sea up ahead.
You come into a clearing where you see a two-masted ship lies mired in the mud, its rigging thick with moss and decorated with lanterns and wind chimes made from goblin skulls and bones. Strange writing is faintly visible along the ship’s prow, while the soggy, swampy “yard” that surrounds the wreck is encircled by a rickety wooden fence. A thin curl of smoke wafts up from a chimney that protrudes from an unusual box-like structure near the ship's bow.
Old Foofelah jabs Reta with her walking stick. "Controls you's-self, Reta! Now not the time for breeding; now is time for glory! Glory for Licktoad tribe and for Old Foofelah, yes." She follows the others toward their goal.
Reta giggles at Old Foofelah. She proclaims as they move out.
Pussl looks at the shipwreck warily and raises the crossbow in its direction. His lips curl back in a silent snarl.
"It is a bad place. Foul smoke on the wind and writing on broken boat."
He crouches down in the grass and tries to blend in.
Reta notices the writing and glowers. 'Whispering' to the others, yet trying to speak loud enough to where Old Foofelah can hear. "RETA WHISPER SO VORKA NO HEAR! TIME FOR SNEAKSIES. OLD FOOFELAH SNEAKSIEST BUT CHUFFY IS SNEAKSIEST TOO!" She then remembers looking for Chiggo earlier and being unable to find him. "MAYBE CHIGGO SNEAKSIEST TOO? CHUFFY GO FIRST. RETA FOLLOW BEHIND. THEN CHIGGO BEHIND RETA. RETA SEES GOODEST." She looks around for any sign of movement. "WE GO THROUGH GATE, SNEAKILY."
"We be Toadlicker heroes! Of course we be sneaksiest goblins of all! Let's go! Then we burn burn burn!" Poog cackles, but quietly - as if following some inner story.
Chiggo douses his torch for being sneaky. He moves forward, cautiously.
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"Why yous all mumble?" Old Foofelah grumbles. "Even you is mumbling, Reta. Why no respect for Old Foofelah? Not time for mumbling, time for being sneaksy." She cackles. "Sneaksy like Old Foofelah, sneaksiest goblin ever!" Sadly, her continued chortling over her own sneaksiness interferes with her actually being quiet -- but since she can't hear herself, she assumes no one else can either.
Reta covers her mouth and attempts to muffle her giggling. "BURN. BURN. BURN. CLUMSY POOG MAKE RETA LAUGH."
You move as quietly as you can to the gate. As you start to pass through it, a horrible creature trots round from the far side of the ship. It's tall and four-legged with a main of hair that billows out like smoke. There's a wild look in its eyes and an evil grin on its face.
It hasn't noticed any of you yet . However, you know that if it gets much closer, it will be able to smell you.
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Reta nocks an arrow in her bow, waiting for the beast to move a bit closer.
Old Foofelah digs a vial out of one of her sacks.
Chiggo drinks the mystery potion, then whispers, "Chiggo have big idea. Chiggo get up and make Horse come after Chiggo. Chiggo make Horse come to Licktoads so you can chop it!"
Without waiting for approval, Chiggo leaps up from cover, shouting at the Horse and charging it. Once the horse starts to charge him, he'll turn tail and draw the horse into the midst of the group.
Reta looks at Chiggo, as he takes off toward the horse, in amazement. "CHIGGO STOOPIDS. BUT CHIGGO FUNNY. CHIGGO MAKE RETA LAUGH." She giggles.