"Where are you going? Cowards! Come back here, we have to fight the horse! Retus, you no run, you hear?!"
Retus approaches the vicious horse and takes a very cautious stab with his dogslicer, trying to stab as far away from the beast while still trying to reach it with his weapon.
Chuffy's swing is a bit too tentative, and misses.
Poog stands, and tries again to climb the ramp, but is again unsuccessful. He doesn't fall flat on his face this time, thought.
"Retus not run, stupid balloon head!" the goblin fighter says, getting angry at Chuffy's insinuations.
His anger makes him slip in the mud as he attempts to slice at the horse.
Retus scores a hit with his horseslicer, cutting the horse's front leg.
Nervous but heeding Chuffy's words, Mogmurch reloads and fires again at the horse.
Reta struggles to climb the ramp, falling prone in the mud, as Chuffy did earlier. From her position on the ground, she notices the ball of mud suspended near the top of the ramp is a wasp's nest that might easily fall if the vines are moved by someone climbing.
Mogmurch fires his crossbow at the horse, trying to ignore the two squabbling goblins at the base of the ramp. His bolt hits with a satisfying noise.
The filthy grey stallion rears its hooves at Chuffy. ( ) The little green rogue dodges nimbly out of the way of both attacks.
The smaller dog a few floors above you continues to bark and yowl, straining at its leash. The one who broke free, charges down the plank, slipping in the mud, but barely keeping its balance. The mutt catches a vine on his way down, and the ball of mud begins to roll free.
Poog tries desperately to get out of the way, while Reta does the miraculous. She catches the hornet hive before it smashes to the ground. The insects buzz angrily, but are not yet to the point of attacking.
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The dog, reaching its destination, bites at Poog, missing.
"Horsie gotta die! Horsie gotta die!" Retus yells as he stabs.
Chuffy falls in with Retus' song, giving him the courage he needs to attack without holding back. "Horsie walk and Chuffy wave bye, Chuffy stab and horsie die!"
"Horseys, doggies, and now bees!? Oh, Mogmurch gonna die for sures..." thinks the near-panicking goblin as he steps to the side before loading and firing another shot at the horse.
The miserable stallion dies a horrible and ignominious death at the hands of the goblins.
Retus, Chuffy and Mogmurch their powers combined, fell the horse.
Pog slashes out, his awkward swing further hampered by Reta being in the way.
Reta, still prone from her fall down the ramp, drops the hive on the adjacent dog. Directly in front of her. Then realizes what she just did (and likely swears loudly in goblin). Wasps burst out in every direction stinging indiscriminately before dispersing.
The dog cringes and yelps at the stings. It lashes out at Reta in return, but misses, distracted by the stinging wasps.
Reta stands , and lays a vicious slice at the dog with her blade. The dog bites her as she rises.
Poog uses Reta as a distraction in order to slip away and cast his spell.
Now in a state of blood lust after helping to take the horse down, Retus charges toward the dog.
"Puppy stink! Retus slink!"
However, the mud is slippery.
Chuffy is over the moon at having killed an actual horse. There's little time for celebration yet, though. "Chuffy the Lotslegs, horse AND dog slayer!" He scurries through the mud, sparing a high-five for Retus when he meets his partner in crime.
Starting to feel a little braver now that the horse is dead, Mogmurch reloads and takes a shot at the dog attacking Reta.
Mogmurch, and Retus both attack the dog unsuccessfully, while Chuffy adjusts his position.
The dog continues to focus on Reta, bearer of nasty insect stings. Still being affected by the poison, the dog misses.
Still slipping in the mud, Retus swings wildly again at the dog.
Mogmurch loads another bolt and fires.
Reta hates dogs. Really hates dogs. And it shows, as she slices another deep gash in the mangey creature, dropping it. It bleeds on the ramp, whining, and eventually falling silent.
The dog above you continues its incessant barking.
Chuffy does a victory dance. "We kill dog, too!"
Mogmurch nods his his head vigorously in agreement with Chuffy. He climbs onto the boat and walks up to the dog, staying just out of reach. He smiles wickidly as he pulls a couple of vials from his bag and says "Bad doggy! You'z too loud! You go night-night now."
Retus takes a moment to drink the two potions they had found earlier.
He immediately begins to grow stronger, his muscles visibly larger. As the others look on in envy, Retus remembers the warnings he had given them previously.
"Oh, right..."
The goblin begins to circle, crying and screaming and dry heaving.
"Wait...what just happen? Me not remember...what we doing here?" He falls to the ground and poops his pants with loud accompanying sound effects.
"These potions bad stuff..." he mourns, though he quickly stands up. "Hurry...we gotta go." he says as runs up the ramp.
Mogmurch will wait for his teammates to all get on the boat before deciding what to do then, pointing and laughing at Poog while he waits.
Chuffy casually strolls up the gang plank. He seems ill at ease on the deck, though, taking frequent looks at the goblin skulls lining the ship's railing.
"Maybe we have to go into the ship? Fireworks are probably hidden. In the basement, I think! Then maybe dog will shut up as well..."
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Retus runs up the gang plang, leading the way with his now-rippling pectorals.
"Hurry, gotta go fast!"
The goblins successfully, and with a minimum of hijinks, climb the plank. It's a bit easier with the wasp nest out of the way.
Chuffy looks at Retus with a wary look. He sort of missed the goblin's earlier antics, drunk on glory from killing the horse. "Why you so pumped? I think I see magic! You drank potion, did you?" He tries to look stern, but his ugly face spoils most of it.
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Retus poops his pants a little more before rushing through the door.
"Bad side effects!" he mourns, though his large muscles say otherwise.
Retus slams open the door.
The air in this cabin is thick and close, stinking of swamp and sweat, with a thick, glistening layer of mud on the floor and swaths of oily fungus clinging to the walls.
On a crude bed by the far wall lays a fiersome looking goblin. The stories, if anything, downplay her ferocity. This is most assuredly Vorka. Her mouth is a bit too wide, even by goblin standards, the front teeth filed to points resulting in a snaggletooth grin that leaves little doubt as to her preference for tough, stringy meat. Like goblin meat. She wears rags and bits of stained cloth—probably trophies harvested almost at random from her hapless victims, over her equally patchwork leather armor. She raises the floppy, pointy leather hat that was covering her face and swears under her breath as she sees you.
Decorations of goblin bone and animal-part fetishes hang from the ceiling on lengths of sinew. A giant frog sits up from what appears to be a nest made of rags, sticks, mud, and cast-off bits of clothing lies against the westernmost wall.
Scattered amid the filth and clutter are several exotic-looking man-made objects—including a tantalizing red chest.
"Time for Mogmurch's secret brew." mutters the alchemist as he quickly chugs his home-made elixir.