Mogmurch squirms impotently in his bonds resolving to visit flaming vengeance upon the Birdcrunchers for this indignity.
last eagle!
Mogmurch's misery continues.
Next round more fun
Mogmurch begins to nurture an all consuming hatred for pie.
3rd Eagle
Mogmurch finally freeing himself and sick of pie climbs out of the mess snarling. Escaping the pie first.
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Mogmurch finally frees himself and climbs out of the pie, second after Poog. Chuffy attacks Eagle 2 but did not hit hard enough to deal damage. Greta did that better, she hit Eagle 3 and cut a deep wound in his chest.
The eagles attack the two remaining goblins in the pie. But did not harm the goblins.
Chuffy
Greta
Eagles
Two goblins remain in the pie, the next who climbs out earns 3 points, but killing the two remaining eagles grants 4 points. The goblins of the tribe are excited, they start cheering for Chuffy and Greta, because they risk their lifes to kill birds. That's what they like. That's what chieftains should be made of.
"Greta to tough tough for soup!"
With another slice of her horsechopper kills her eagle. Licking the blood of her blade she yells"TASTY
Kills the eagle
Fails to kill it
Poog dries off, and pats Dogfinder absently, silently offering praise to Zarongel for giving him the chance to see goblins fighting eagles in a pie.
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While Chuffy kills the last eagle, Greta jumps out of the pie third.
Overall ranking after all dares:
Chuffy: 20 Points
Mogmurch: 20 Points
Poog: 13 points
Greta: 11 Points
"We has two goblins with most points, means three rounds wrestle-your-arms between the two!" Wise Mummy Sprattleharsh shouts. The goblins prepare a table and two seats, Chuffy and Mogmurch sit down and start wrestling.
Mogmurch who fully intends to make the entire tribe, except his old chums, eat poop pie if he ends up chief sits down and adjusts his eye patch, putting his spectacles on over it. Retrieving his lucky toad he sets his lucky toad, Ambifier, atop his head and sets to wrestling with a fierce determination powered by the humiliation of nearly drowning in a pie.
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Chuffy also pulls out his lucky toad, Fat Face, and gives it a big lick right up it's back before placing it on his head. Then, out of everyone's sight he pulls out his dogslicer and holds it in his off hand under the table for double luck.
After getting pinned 3 times in a row Chuffy stands up, stabs the table, and sends off a string of curse words that would have made his mother proud, especially since she taught him most of them.
Mogmurch whoops and leaps up, "Ahahahahaha! When Mogmurch chief we burn everything! We burn fifty ten hundred horses and make dogs wish they was cats! Plus Mogmurch can totally make fireworks his own self - probably!"
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As promised by Wise Mummy Sprattleharsh Mogmurch is selected to be the new chieftain of the Birdcrunchers tribe. The three other goblins become subchieftains. Mogmurch gets to wear the Crunchy Crown*. In addition, the new chieftain and any subchieftains get to loot the tribe's treasure chest. This large and filthy chest contain art objects, trophies, jars of pickles, shiny rocks, dented armor fragments, broken dogslicers, and bird parts in various stages of decay. The following items are of particular interest: four potions ef cure moderate wounds, a potion of fire resistance, a wand of lesser restoration (9 charges), a +1 flaming dogslicer, a small cloak of elvenkind, a bead of force, a necklace of fireballs (type I), and 5 ounces of sovereign glue.
For the rest of the evening, the Birdcrunchers are in a celebratory mood-they have a new leader, after all! During this time, the chieftain and subchieftains are the focus of goblin pandemonium. Some of the subjects prostrate themselves before the new leaders, moistening their feet with kisses and runny noses, while others scream and sob and bring gifts of food and offers of goblin frolicking. Goblin after goblin comes forward to try to impress the new leaders-by juggling live stoats, by head-butting stumps, and particularly, by setting things on fire ... themselves included.
The Birdcrunchers expect their new leader to head out the very next day to challenge and, hopefully, defeat or drive off the ogre known as Pa Munchmeat. Wise Mummy Sprattleharsh has a few words of advice for the chieftain (and subchieftains) before they set off - she warns them that the fire-breathing pigs breathe fire, and that Pa Munchmeat hits hard. He also casts spooky plant spells and has a mean daughter with a pet weasel bigger than a horse, and there might be other monsters living on the farm as well. She gives the four goblins a crude map of the area that shows the way to Pa Munchmeat's farm before shooing them on their way, implying (if not outright saying) that they shouldn't bother returning to the Birdcrunchers until the task is done.
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The Munchmeat Farm lies about two-thirds of a mile from the Birdcruncher village. As the bird flies, it's a relatively short distance; on foot through the trackless tors, it's an hour-long walk to get to the farm. About 45 minutes into the walk, the goblins have approached close enough to the farm that they attract the attention of Pa Munchmeat's animal companion Piggy.
Poog
Greta
Chuffy
Mogmurch
Piggy
Eyes wide Mogmurch lifts the necklace of fireballs and bead of force, glancing at his friends to see if any look distressed by his selections.
"We go tomorrow! Mogmurch needs make more fire and tomorrow we have fire pig roast!"
The night before...
Very grummely Greta cheers for the new chieftain. Then she looks around for a frog or a bird to slowly chop chop limbs...
Seeing the shiny dogslicer Greta looks around and asks if she can have it. As Chuffy got the last magical one....
Mogmurch rushes forward pulling a bomb from his disreputable clothing and hurling it at the massive pig. His bomb hits home and flames engulf the hog! Though Mogmurch wonders if a firebreathing piggy will be hurt by fire.
"You should be Mogmurch's pet!"
Greta takes and animal bane arrowcarefully aims and shoots her bow
Poog steps forward, swearing at Piggy, and throws his javelin.
Dropping her bow she moves infront of the pig gripping her dogslicer.
. Seeing that her doglices bites deep of so deep, Greta give a happy gurgle.