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The beauty of the swamp seemed to have grown on the goblin troupe - the acrid vapors, the sickening hues, and the poisonous wildlife would be something definitely appealing to any goblin troupe.
Even further, they were a victorious troupe - set out to recover the cache of wondrous fireworks, they did exactly that while in the process transforming the overall nasty witch Vorka into a fiery comet, immediately before her impact and explosion which made for an actuall nice spectacle for goblin standards.
They basked in their own glory - a whole new world of opportunities now open before them - A marriage? A fire on Grack's house? A big party? ALL of them? - the possibilities were so many they threatened to freeze them from taking any action, but no... The decision was made...
They ATE the frog, and had an amazingly good night sleep, filled with dreams of everlasting cuddling love, high piracy at sea, HUGE hats with witch motifs, and slugs.
In the morning, it almost seems as if the perpetual gray haze will lift from its grasp on the swamp, as some 'yellowish' streams of light almost filter though. Almost... Still what catches your attention, or more in particular Gurp's, is the distant, yet distinct, smell of something burnt.
Twitchy yawns, waking up from the pile of goblins, slugs, and one giant vulture. She turns to Ronk, and kisses him right on his monster hat. She looks tenderly down at her friends, and then attempts to wriggle out of the goblin cuddle without waking them.
As she wriggles out, she notices Gurp already has one eye open and is sniffing the air. She takes a moment to stretch, then sniffs at the air herself. Nothing.
Gurp is practically half slug himself. Maybe that gives him a keen nose? Wait. Do slugs even have noses? Perhaps they smell through their slimy eyestalks or something.
Yeah. Smelling through eyestalks. That's how slugs do it.
Twitchy studies Gurp's eyes, to see if they appear to be sniffing too. To her relief, they just appear to be furrowed in concentration. She kneels down. "What is it? What are you smelling? Longshank?"
Without waiting for his answer, she reluctantly turns to wake Ronk and Medge. If there's trouble, they'll need to face it like they always have... together.
Gurp springs up from his makeshift bed of moss and Squishies, almost like he was just pretending to sleep. His nose twitches with the smell of smoke, before his whole body relaxes. He turns to Twitchy. "Gurp smell smoke. Far off smoke. Stupid Licktoads probably burn another hut down. Or maybe bottom of boat on fire? Gurp not care so much. We probably be fine either way."
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Medge is sleeping with her feet on Ronk and their new fancy lantern in her arms. In fact it looks like all of their new loot is scattered around her. The bard is sound asleep. That is, until Gurp whispers about the boat being on fire…
”FIRE? FIRE! GANGWAY!” Medge is up and running like she’s the one who is actually on fire. She disappears down into the ship's hold. What she would actually do down there if there was a fire is anybody’s guess. “FIRE! SECURE THE LOOT! GET THE LIFEBOAT!”
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Twitchy raises her eyebrows at Gurp as Medge runs shrieking below to check the hold for fire. "Enjoyed that, did you?" Then she pauses, unable to stop herself from snorting. "Me too," she admits.
She kneels down, and shakes Ronk again. "Hey sleepy head! " she calls, tenderly. "You don't want to miss our wedding day, do you?"
Without opening his eyes Ronk mumbles, But the boat is on fire. With that said he rolls over for about half a minuet and then springs up gripping his monster hat. The boat is on FIRE!
Twitchy knows no wedding will happen if both the groom and the officiant are terrified that the ship will burn all around them. "I don't think so. Gurp say, 'Fire far off.' If there was a fire in this boat, you'd smell it. I'd smell it. Still, let's go check and make sure."
Taking Ronk's hand, she calmly leads him below decks. "Look, no fire!"
Twitchy drags Ronk and Medge through every part of the ship, pointing out the distinct absence of fire.
"Do we want to do the wedding today, and then investigate where the smoke that Gurp smelled is coming from?" she asks, hopefully.
She looks at Gurp. "Any idea what direction the smoke is coming from?" She looks towards Licktoad Village. "I hope no one set Gronk's house on fire before we got a chance!"
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Gurp continues sniffing the air for a bit before looking at Twitchy. "Can't tell where it from, just that it far off." He turns to prod Squishy awake before continuing. "It probably stupid chief making bonfire too big or something. Probably not important at all! So Gurp say we do Twitchy's strange mating ceremony first."
"Okay, strange mating ceremony it is!" Twitchy looks around the dilapidated ship, thinking a moment. She claps a hand on each of Gurp's shoulders. "Gurp, as our best Gob, I put you in charge of keeping the slugs happy. Can you arrange a place where they can view the festivities? Oh... Can you enlist Ronk's help and do decorations too? I saw you stuffing all sorts of weird creepy witchy doodads into your pockets! I bet you can find all sorts of cool stuff to hang as decorations!"
Twitchy kisses Ronk and hands him her hat. "Can you make sure that our hats are clean and in good shape for the ceremony?'
Then she looks at Medge. "Wanna swing in to officiate? I'm thinking we can rig a zip line so that you can make a grand entrance! What do you say?"
Twitchy looks at the others. "We don't have the full village with us, so we gotta keep this simple. Some vows, some unity fireworks, and smoked frog afterwards. We can save bigger stuff for party in Licktoad village afterwards. Shall we meet back here at noon and do this?"
Twitchy waits for everyone's comments, and then happily starts digging through the fireworks box looking for some really good ones before helping Medge in the rigging with the zip lines and other cool things.
"This is gonna be awesome," she says, sniffing at the fireworks to make certain they're ones with lots of boom.
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Gurp makes a bit of a face at the contact, but it quickly turns into a grin at Twitchy's words.
"Slugs no see mating ceremony. Slug eyes not good enough for that. They mostly just can tell light from dark. But the decorating! That Gurp can do."
Gurp fishes around in his bags for the witchy trinkets. "Hmm. Goblin hand? Too rotten. Ruin mood. Goblin skull? Too tacky. Make Gurp grumpy during ceremony. Ah! These look okay. Not instantly make everything terrible." Gurp looks over his shoulder at Ronk. "Gurp not need you help this time, Ronk. Gurp have ship to make fabulous."
Gurp focuses the power of the swamp into his grubby hands, and his fingers grow long and webbed. He scurries around the ship, climbing up every wall he can in the spell's duration and sticking grisly decorations made of dead animals on every surface. Vorka do terrible job decorating hunk of soggy wood. Gurp would scold her if she not dead! Gurp show her. Gurp make this most pretty of mating rituals! All be in awe of Gurp's decorating skills!
Ronk stares wide eyed as everyone else begins to run about. A toothy grin stays plastered on his green face after Twitchy kiss and show of trust with her hat. Clearly his poor little mind is overwhelmed but when powerful Gurp speaks to Ronk he seems to jolt out of his mental fog... and into confusion as is his normal state of being.
He surges forward and nearly trips over the hat he seemed to have forgotten he was gripping. NO! Quickly checking that the hat is ok and smiles at Gurp Good hat is safe and We didn't hug Gurp. Gurp doesn't like that..We will do it later after the ship is fabulous.
Ronk then runs off to begin cleaning the hat of his Goblin Bride and his fierce Monster Mask.
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"YES! Medge swings in on rope, does super awesome tricks! Uses fancy rope spell to make extra big entrance. Everybody needs super awesome entrance."
Medge looks around the main deck. "Ok. Gurp putting up good decorations. Already looks much better than stupid Vorka's ones. Hmm. We need something for you to smash. Is tradition! Shows how you will crush your enemies together. Very important part of having good marriage. Did we leave frog skull intact? Maybe we could smash Vorka...OO! You can smash bash dumb horse head. That would be lucky!"
Twitchy flies up with Fluffer to the top of the mast, helping set the zip line for Medge's grand entrance as officiant. From this vantage point, she can see that Gurp's decorations look really creepy, Ronk has been scrubbing the hats, everything looks perfect.
And yet, she feels suddenly like she's leaping off a cliff, without her cool boots or Fluffer. Her stomach lurching, she wonders, Should I really be doing this?
She looks at the horse head that Medge told her to smash, and starts to sing to it:
Today's going to be my wedding!
There's nothing to be dreading...
So what if he's a gob who rages
And we'll have little gobs in cages?
Ronk's crazy, unthinking and brash
He crawled under my skin like a rash...
He's fierce and scary and loves his hat
He loves me too, who can question that?
The notes hang in the air as she comes to a decision.
Is this the right decision? I can't say...
All I can do is trust him and stay.
Ronk's not too wild for me to ride,
I'm Twitchy, proud goblin bride!
She hugs Fluffer's neck tightly, and buries her face in the vulture's feathers. "I remember when you were my only friend. But now I have so many. We're all one big family now, a cuddle of goblins. This... this is going to be okay."
She takes a deep breath, lands on the deck, and says, "I'm ready. How 'bout all of you?"
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Ronk has cleaned both hat and mask as he was tasked. But at Twitchy's word he panics and jumps in the soapy water.
She's a very smart Goblin,
She's a Goblin with fire.
Knowing Ronk is a problem
But she still gave us her heads attire.
And We're caught unawares.
But We know that Twitchy cares-
This is more than just a romp.
We need to stop and think,
Which is really quite easy
While We're standing here stuck
In the mud of the Swamp.
All right what do We want? Twitchy
That requires no thought.
So why are we hiding? We are scared we think
Why not stay and be caught? It would be fun.
Should We give that a thought,
What would be his response? Twitchy might not think it's good!
What is she gets mad
And leaves poor little Ronk
Ronk loves his Twitchy
We are what she wants. Right?
But what if We aren't?
What a Twitchy would envision?
So how do We know
What Twitchy wants
Cause We know what We wants.
Other Goblins was wrong about Ronk
We have a Bride and a Family
But when We go back will they believe?
What Ronk has done?
No they won't!
'Cause were trapped
In the mud of the Swamp
It's Our next big adventure,
Towards being a Goblin Hero.
We know it won't be easy
And We feel a little queasy
We are not sure We are ready
We have no little cage
And We feel the rage
As Our footing grows unsteady
Our dreams have run amuck
The plans are sinking
Cause We're still standing stuck
In the mud of the muck....
Better call for some help
Or We might drown
But no one has noticed
Since they are all quite focused
On the wedding
That We are wrecking!
Why are We dreading
This is what Ronk needs
We never worry before
It might be the sinking...
Our fear we cannot ignore!
Soon we will feed the weeds
We now where this mud leads
To its power we must concede
Yell for help and we might be freed
Ronk needs his Goblin crew
Without them what would Ronk do?
So we learned something new
Something We never knew,
In the mud of the Swamp.
Help Ronk! We is stuck in the mud! While screaming as loud as possible Ronks little green arms are waving in the air.
Twitchy looks over the side, sighs, and takes a moment to peer at Gurp. "You got any creepy swamp juju to get Ronk out? No?"
"What he doing there in the swampy muck?" She throws up her arms. "Cleaning hats is supposed to be nice, safe job!"
The bird drinks it, and then Twitchy mounts, preparing for a difficult turn just over Ronk's head.
When half way there, she swings out of the saddle, wrapping her legs around Fluffer's, hanging on upside down.
Holding out her arms to Ronk, she says, "Grab on!"
Those hats better be still clean...
Travelling through the swamps is all but something you appreciate for sure - the wet soil continuously clings to your paws as badly as the moisture in the air makes you want to continuously clean your fur.
Still, all this would have to wait, since too many interesting things seemed to be taking lace all around you - at first a smell, distant, pervasive and brought by the wind. Something was burning far away, but still your nose picked it up even above all the swamp smells that invaded your senses.
While you were still pondering where the burnt smell could be coming from you heard them - goblin songs?! Here in the middle of the swamp?! You could make out at least two different voices performing though you could not make out the content of the clearly enthusiastic songs. They definitely did not seem to be worried about the noise, as is usually expected from goblins.
Approaching to get a closer look at all the commotion, a slight movement to the right caught your eye, as hidden behind a measly bush, three reptile like creatures, about 6 to 7 feet tall with powerful muscles, covered in scales of gray, green, and brown, apparently spy on the same loud group you have heard before. An additional look shows you they possess short dorsal spikes and long tails.
Two of them casually hold morning stars, while the third one has a mace at his waist. They all carry shields, and seem quite interested in what is going on, exchanging a few words among them in a language you do not recognize.
Mortimer whispers to Zeli,"Zeli, I need a scrub. Stay close, and be quiet about it, we have company."
Mortimer tries to think about those reptile people, if he knows anything about them, and also if they are carrying ranged weapons.
Mortimer slinks towards the singing goblins, trying to slip from bush to bush like a silent shadow.
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Zeli would have liked to squawk in protest that she had been cleaning His August Majesty's fur for like the... 10th time today, but something in the tone of his voice caught her mind.
She lowered her protest to a soft, resigned quork, and uses Prestidigitation and continues cleaning Mortimer's fur from a nearby tree, near the bush that Mortimer was hiding.
She hides in the tree to see if she can see anything more about Singing Goblins, and reptile people.
Upon closer inspection, you do realize each of the lizard creatures dos have indeed two javelins strapped across their backs, and in easy reach.
And yes, you have heard about these, and are not surprised in finding them in the swamp - Lizardfolk - from what you know they are proud and powerful reptilian predators that make their communal homes in scattered villages deep within swamps and marshes. They are usually viewed by many other races as backwater savages.
As soon as you begin to move, one of your paws makes a quite audible sloshing sound, as it moves up from the soft marsh floor. Two of the reptilian creatures turn to stare at your general direaction, one of them whispering something in a guttural language. For now they seem to be staring only, while the other keeps intently watching the goblins from afar.
From his vantage point, Zeli spots the shenanigans the goblins are up to - even though they are about 100' away, it would seem that one of the singers, with a particularly large head (even for a goblin), has deigned an appropriate finish to his song would be jumping over the side of the marooned ship they seemed to have taken for themselves, and promptly got stuck in the swamp muck below. He is now being assisted by another goblin (wearing a surprisingly stylish hat), and riding a vulture.
You really don't know what is stranger, the fact that there is a marooned vessel amidst a swamp, particularly such a large one, or the fact that goblins seem to have taken residence therein.
Tired of hanging upside down, Twitchy attempts to make her own attempt to grab Ronk's arms.
Her hands slip as she attempts to grab on. "Bah! You're too slippery, covered in soap as well as mud!" She calls out to Medge and Gurp. "Can one of you two throw out a rope?"
Ronk is sorry! With wide eyes he swings his arms out to grab at Twitchy.
Twitchy smiles, as she feels Ronk's firm grip on her arms. "You crazy barbarian! You had me worried!"
Her arms straining with Ronk's weight, she and Fluffer fly Ronk back to the ship. "Hey Medge, does this count as a dramatic wedding arrival?"
Clinging to Twitchy while dangling in the air Ronk begins his groveling. Ronk is so very sorry Twitchy! Your hat is safe We is really sorry to worry you. We umm...fell..
Twitchy lets Ronk grovel for a minute or two, and then kisses him, muck and all. She grins. "Maybe after wedding, I give you bath! What you say?"
She turns to Medge. "It's grand entrance time! Let's get this wedding started, Captain!"
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Mortimer begins to tick off a mental checklist thinking about lizardfolk.
Proud predators? Backwater savages? Did NOT bode well. Not too disimilar to those hunters that burnt down his village. He remembered a memory of a time when he asked the gnomes why they were at war. And the answer he received, "They think the only people who are people, are the people who look and think like them".
A certain ditty pops up into his head. One he had heard before someplace...on one of his scouting forays near the hunters campsite.
They're savages! Savages!
Not even human
Savages! Savages!
Drive them from our forest!
They're not like you and me
Which means they must be evil
We must sound the drums of war!
They're savages! Savages!
Dirty shrieking devils!
Now we sound the drums of war!
To make matters worse, they had JAVELINS. Which meant no climbing up a tree and throwing Ice bolts.
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Zeli returns to her monarch to report.
"Oh Great King, I have found a tribe of Singing Goblins. They be living on a ship yonder. A most curious thing they be. They be living on ship with Giant Vulture friend. They has many strange customs. Like jumping into swamp after finishing song and Flying Vulture Rescue after Jump into Swamp Act" Zeli whispers to Mortimer.
Mortimer notices the lizardfolk are looking in his general direction and decides that the lizardfolk are not hostile, yet, but there's no telling when they will be.
On hearing Zeli's report, that the goblins have an animal friend,he heads towards the ladder leading to the ship as quickly as possible.
"Zeli, go to the nearest tree and prepare to introduce me to my new subjects" he bids softly, "And don't forget to warn them after," he adds as an afterthought.
Mortimer thinks that the lizardfolk would appreciate him more as a decorative rug, then himself, and decides to throw his lot with the Goblins.
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Medge is hanging from a rope over the deck. While Gurp’s been putting up the fabulous decorations she’s made a small altar area in front of the mast. One side is piled up with their treasure (minus the items Medge’s stuck to her hat) and the other has the skulls of the giant frog and horse that were dispatched only yesterday. She’s pulled out two broken stools from inside the ship. Bandana sits on one with a couple of Fluffer’s feathers on her. Mr. Shell sit on the other with a hat made out of a dead rat on his head. Once Medge catches sight of Twitchy and Ronk she lets out a shout. “Good entrance! Medge approves!”
The pirate flips down onto the deck. “OKAY! Now we start super awesome ceremony by Medge and Gurp! First, a song! ” Medge grabs Ronk and Twitchy and drags them over to the stools. Ronk gets put next to Mr. Shell and Twitchy is right by Bandana. Medge clears her throat, cracks her knuckles and then suddenly she’s crouching down next to Mr. Shell. Her voice is much deeper when she starts singing
“Ronk can show you the swamp!”
“Slimy, festering splendor!.”
“Twitchy tell Ronk when,”
“You ever had this much fun?”
“Ronk will be by your side!”
“Bonking your enemies for you”
“RAGE SMASHY RAWR RAWR!!”
“While on Fluffer you do ride!”
“A whole new swamp!”
“New adventure with us two”
“No chief to tell us no or where to go”
“Or take away our loot!”
Medge dives across the deck, does a flip and comes up crouched next to Bandana. Her singing voice is very high pitched now.
“A whole new swamp!”
“So much stuff that’s really new”
“But being out here, it’s really clear”
“I just want to kill stuff with you!”
“Fighting all new stuff”
“Feeling happy feelings!
“Soar with you on Fluffer”
“Through a murky, swampy sky!”
Another roll and Medge is in the ‘aisle’. She throw out her arms and belts the rest of the song out in her normal voice
“A whole new swamp!”
“That’s where we’ll be”
“Baby Gobs in cages”
“Awesome bombs and rages”
“Plus some loot for Medge, that’s me!”
Medge takes a bow. Before anyone can react she yells “AND NOW! We hear from Gurp, Master of a thousand thousand THOUSAND swamp curses!”
Twitchy is so excited by Medge's awesome entrance and song that she breaks out into applause. Then, realizing that it is Gurp's turn, she looks embarrassed and says, "Sorry, Gurp. You go ahead with your creepy swamp mojo."
Shyly, she reaches out and grabs Ronk's hand.
Ronk has a big grin on his face through the wonderful song. Once Twitchy grabs his hand he has more teeth and smile then face. While keeping a firm grip on Twitchy's hand Ronk moves to hug Medge, mud and all.
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Gurp glares at a wreath of swamp vines dangling from a wall, before adjusting it slightly to the left. At the mention of his name, he starts and turns to the other goblins. "Wait! It start already? Give Gurp a second!" He stands up straight, adjusts his mask, and clears his throat loudly before speaking.
"This day, we make Twitchy and Ronk official mating pair. The swamp smiles on this! Twitchy and Ronk have good genes. May you babies have strength of Ronk and brain of Twitchy!"
"To mark special day, swamp gives blessings! To Ronk, swamp gives gift of Gurp. Gurp use swamp mojo to keep Ronk from dying in battle. Be thankful! Gurp usually save mojo for Squishy, and healing stick for all else."
"And to Twitchy, swamp give gift of forgiveness! Swamp remember that time with the baby Squishies. Swamp never forgets. Trust Gurp on this one. But swamp can forgive! And forgive it does. Swamp officially take back six swamp curses. That mean you have less than zero swamp curses! Thank Gurp later."
Gurp removes a slug from his pocket and brings it to his ear. "Now we hear what Dread Overking Squishy say! Dread Overking Squishy say, 'Have fun on honey moon. Wink wink, nudge nudge.' Gurp not understand, but thinks it is blessing."
Gurp turns to Medge. "That all Gurp have to say, for Gurp not really sure how ceremony is supposed to go. Gurp leaves rest to Medge." With that, Gurp goes back to attempting to straighten some of the decorations.
As you dash towards the shipwreck, the lizard creatures do not attack - from the corner of your eye you seem them moving away to their right, away from you and sort of circling the vessel.
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Medge nods at Gurp. “Okay! Next part! Medge, most feared pirate of seas, master of boats, owner of fancy animals and sneaky gob who has lots of hidden loot, she is Supreme Captain of this boat! And since she is Captain she has all the power ever. So you two promise to kill each other’s enemies, and then you crush big skull here like you crush enemies and then you mates! Easy peasy!”
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Zeli flies out high above the trees and addresses King Mortimer's subjects like any good majordomo should.
"Make way
For King Mortimer!
Say: "Hey!
It's King Mortimer!
Hey clear the way in the ol' swamp
Hey you! Let us through-
it's a bright new star
Oh come be the first on your block to meet his eye!
Make way!
Here he comes!
Ring bells!
Bang the drums!
Ah! You're gonna love this guy!
King Mortimer - fabulous he – Mortimer Paddypaws
Genuflect, show some respect:
Down on one knee.
Now try your best to stay calm,
Brush off your sunday salaam,
Then come and meet his spectacular coterie!"
Zeli sweeps her head to cover the entire ship in her field of vision as she mentions the word coterie, then continues.
"King Mortimer - mighty is he – Mortimer Paddypaws
Strong as ten regular men definitely
He faced the hunting hordes!
A hundred bad guys with swords!
Who sent those goons to their lords?
Why- King Mortimer, for all to see!"
Mortimer casts Ghost sound - DC 12 to disbelieve for a brass band as Zeli announces his glorious presence.
He ascends the ladder in a stately and dignified fashion then inclines his head at Medge, who is performing the ceremony.
"Oh Great King bid me ask if you be inviting reptile people to strange ceremony?"
Zeli points her beak at where the lizardfolk are circling around the ship, while perched on the rigging.
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Twitchy's jaw hangs open for just a moment. She has to assimilate several things at once: Medge's proposed wedding vows, Gurp's forgiveness of her Swamp curses, the singing raven, the apparently regal yet well-behaved spell-casting Leopard that can somehow invoke the illusion of a brass band, and... reptile people?
Unpack the most important detail first, then deal with the rest. The spell-casting leopard is not attacking.
"Reptile people? What reptile people?" Twitchy jumps up, peers over the side of the ship, and sees the lizard folk circling the ship. "Oh. Them."
She's never seen lizard folk like this before, but those javelins look like trouble.
"Medge, you say we need to promise to slay each other's enemies? Looks like maybe easy promise to keep."
She whistles for Fluffer...
...leaps on and takes off into the air. , she shouts.
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Medge looks around with wide eyes. "Slaying enemies is good" she says as Twitchy takes to the skies. "Why big bird sing? Strange ca-". Her mouth snaps shut as she realizes something. Something very important.
She charges to the edge of the deck and shouts down at the lizard folk. "
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Mortimer is startled for a moment by the little spitfire of a goblin pirate captain and takes a quick step back. That goblin had sass, to challenge someone twice her size to get off her boat, and a KING no less.
As soon as her back is turned, and her irate curses hurled at the lizardfolk, he swiftly regains his composure and addresses her, as an equal.
"Greetings, High Admiral Medge of the mighty goblin armada. I am King Mortimer Paddypaws, supreme ruler of the Mushfens cats, of a proud and noble lineage many generations long."
"My father, the great Roark Sharpclaw, slew the villainous Ettercap-who-lays-nasty-traps in single combat, and my mother was a powerful priestess who could command the elements."
"I stand before you today to propose something that is of benefit to our people. An alliance."
"I will offer myself as a valiant steed to your mightiest warrior, so that we may go into battle and bring glory to both of our tribes."
"In exchange, I would request an equal share of kills and loot, regular grooming, bellyrubs, a warm place by the campfire and that my majordomo, Zeli will be well taken care off."
"What say you, High Admiral Medge of the mighty goblin armada?"
Mortimer's ears are pointed forward, and his tail erect.
A look of shock has taken over Ronks face at all of the interruptions of Twitchy and his wedding. Confused at the shift Ronks rage abates a little.
The still muddy Ronk walks up to the rather large feline and pokes it. Feels like a kitty and not a lizard. Kitty is homeless? Ronk has to fight Twitchys enemies and Ronk mightiest warrior of Lick Toad Goblins! Lizards you brought as fighting gift will die and Kitty will help or Ronk will Bonk King Kitty for interrupting! Ronk smiles and pats Mortimer.
Medge looks back over her shoulder. She does like the sound of High Admiral Medge. She bets a High Admiral gets a bigger hat than a Supreme Captain. Plus big kitty wants to be a goblin pet! Pets are special. They need to be taken care of. And this one has sharp teeth and claws. The best pets are the dangerous kind.
"Ronk wants cat? Ok. Good! Ronk needs pet friend! Now all gobs have good pet friend! Ronk and big King Mort Paddycake cat go kill lizard people. They not allowed on Medge's boat!"
The goblin goes back to yelling at the lizards
Zeli quips from her perch in the rigging.
"Lizardfolk the Great King did not bring,
They just happened to show up at your wedding,
The Great King wise as he may be,
Just had them pointed out for all of you to see!"
On hearing Ronk's question about Kitty being homeless, she answers.
"In the Sanos Forest the Great King used to live,
but when his village was burnt down, for days he cried in grief -"