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Auntie lagged behind the others as Belle refused to move and instead started chewing on the sinspawn's corpse before them. It was only after she had devoured the abomination's innards that the zombie was willing to move again and the two moved to catch up as fast as they could.
Hey guys, sorry for being absent. Like I pm'ed YBD I've had a very busy holiday season followed by being bedridden due to illness almost directly after. I'm doing fine again now though and I'll be getting back in.
We could, but unless we fight new undead soon I'll be without if she is destroyed as Animate Dead is still well out of reach.
"Yes, and when you's all nice and cosy Great Mother come and eat you all. This great idea." Belle nodded vigorously, once more almost losing her head in the process, "Me needs to stitch you up, you can't lose loose head." Auntie grumbled. She then turned towards the tien woman, "Such a waste to burn down a cathedral. The fire must have been beautiful though." Aunty sighed, lost in thought for a moment.
For Auntie Gravewalker lvl 2
At that moment Auntie and Belle come barging in. She is shocked to see everyone in one piece and a save Tien woman next to them. She speaks to them in her perfect common, "Good, you're save." Remembering how unsettled the fellow goblins were upon seeing Belle for the first time she adds, "Don't worry about the zombo, she's mine. I found her and now she's mine. She is a safe one." As if trying to confirm Belle grins and vigorously nods her head. For a moment Auntie is afraid it'll actually come loose.
Hearing some sounds coming from downstairs Auntie decided to continue moving, urging Belle to come with her. She grumbled as she turned to run, this wasn't what she was made for.
As the others attempt to move on in silence a noise can be heard from upstairs. Then shouting, "Hello, any here? I see dead crunchies but no peoples. Sorry mes late, stupid kiddies wanted to play with Belle and did not let go. I punched them in the teeth."
Sorry for my prolonged silence. After all the stuff that happened my life sort of exploded, or at least so it seemed. I'm still here and catching up now.
Sorry for my silence guys. My uncles passed away last week and that consumed most of my free time.
"Belle can knock, see if someone is in." Auntie grinned as she said that. While she didn't have the skill to raise one of the undead herself just yet she did consider Belle to be a tool and more or less disposable.
I wonder if we'll get some goblin vs goblin warfare since the tribe that attacked in the original AP was a different tribe than ours. We're the tribe that gets butchered in Jade Regent.
After ordering Belle to stay Auntie steps forward, once more speaking in her very articulate common, "Like Tochak here says, we do not have a single member of Sandpoint's former inhabitants and we haven't had any either. With the exception of the casualties during our attack, casualties on both sides I might add, all the humans fled." She smiled and then added, "Well, accept for that necromancer who was reanimating Sandpoint's dead." She waits a moment, "We can make a deal I think. We help you look for your friend and you leave us alone here in Sandpoint. I'm sure we'll eventually get sick of it and make a retreat back into the swamp, most likely when all the larders are empty. You can have it back at that point."
"What you hunting? Belle wants snacky so if it's longshanks she wants foot. Not giving her brain, to risky. Maybe she go smart." Sometimes behaving like an idiot around the other goblins was tiresome. Other times, like now, it was very enjoyable. These idiots were so gullible and the scarier Belle was to them the better.
You do know Goblins like them fat?
The last day or two had been a bit boring and Auntie was patrolling the town with her pet undead, sometimes having it carry her in the cauldron it was already hauling around. When she saw the others huddled together she couldn't resist the chance of something exiting going on without her involvement, . "What's happening? Me and Belle want in!"
Yes, yes I am. That said, I'll be gone for some time starting next week Thursday till the Monday after. Something with a music festival.
"Goodgood. Now, stand still." As she moves closer to Tochak she motions for her new minion, who she had named "Belle", to stay back, knowing that the undead didn't take well to attempts at healing them.
As Tochak approaches Auntie her undead minion sits on the ground a few paces behind her and is being studied and attacked by several goblin babies. Now and then it backhands one, sending it flying for a short distance Auntie seems to ignore it all. "I can help you. You worship the fire lady, right? I heard fire lady worshippers like hot food. I want to try. If you can find peppers for me I can heal you. If you can't find em, just bring something good. Longshanks good, not goblin good."
Where healing is concerned, Auntie does not have CLW prepared at the moment.
With the others dead, or redeaded or whatever, Auntie motions for her new servant to come closer, "You carry Tum-Tum now, and don't get your icky bits in it!" With that she points to the cauldron she tended to drag behind her, which now was several dozen feet away, being licked clean inside and out by some goblin runts, "You! Get out of Tum-Tum! Shoo! I's stick dead longshanks on you if you don't!" After that she walks over to the skeleton of the dead horse. "I's wonder if skull is big enough to make hat for zombie." She picks it up before setting it down again, convinced there would be too much work involved in turning it into a helmet of sorts. Instead she picks up several bones from the horse in order to use them later for something, she wasn't quite sure what yet.
Auntie seems shocked as she somehow feels something click on her mind. At the same time the zombie looks at her and cocks it's head before vocalizing something that might pass for 'Auntie' if one was very liberal. "Do not touch that one, he is mine! It is for carrying Tum-Tum and for helping kill!" With that she turns to the zombie and points at the other zombie, "Kill! With that her new pet turns towards it's kin and lashes out at the other zombie.
Well, since it works like Command Undead any non-intelligent Undead actually don't even get a save but just instantly fall under my command. As long as I refresh it remains under my control.
I so look forward to next level when I finally get a Hex, which will be Evil Eye or Misfortune. There are so many fellow goblins who'll be on the receiving end of that when they displease Auntie. I'll of course try to do such things at moments it won't screw you over as while that is what Auntie will want it's not my goal. Thing of stuff like randomly getting struck with a Misfortune in the middle of a conversation, causing you to trip over your own feet, that sort of stuff. Using it as an RP tool, not a real pvp thing (as I can personally see a bunch of goblins tumbling over each other when in conflict without actually hurting each others seriously)
"No, no, no! They are mine!" Auntie stamps her feet on the floor as the others attack the undead. "They are my gift from the Mother! Mine, mine, mine!" She suddenly falls silent and sulks as she turns to face the zombies attacking Sticky.
Seeing the skeletons and zombies Auntie rubs her hands together in excitement. It quickly changes to annoyance though as she sees one of her kin shoot an arrow at them. "You idiot! They be gifts from the Mother! Now theyse will kills you and I will laugh!"
Stupid Heavy Warhorse and it's 2 HD, now I can't control it.
Auntie grins as plays hands her the book, "Thank you. I have no idea how I gots this. You want it back when I'm done? I know you like booksies. Do tell me if you find more, I'll say if I find anything." The rest of the day she spent in quiet seclusion hidden in the best stocked kitchen she could find. The moment a goblin would show up she'd threaten it to feed it to Tum-Tum and then to the other goblins. There she studied both the book and the scroll she managed to grab in an attempt to convince her patron to extend the knowledge of both spells to her. Once the news of the walking dead reaches her she starts to become very curious. It could be the work of the Mother or one who follows her. That would be good. She'd go and check on it later that night, keeping a save distance while trying to figure out if there was any truth to the claims. She'd love on of those dead longshanks to carry Tum-Tum for her.
Yeah, YBD said he'd be a bit slow due to RL and I don't think people have a good idea as to what to do at the festival thingy.
While the others eat Auntie starts making her special stew inside Tum-Tum's belly. She throws in all bits she can found that seem edible, from the taken trail rations to the slugs from people who couldn't hold theirs in to some baby birds that some of the young ones brought for her. Only the ears she does not use, they are instead drying on a cord around her neck. Once the stew is done she starts handing it out to whomever wants it.
I'll grab the remaining 2
Auntie would actually also want some oil, nothing better to fry the Elven kidneys in for Pus.
Sticky, do note by the way that as we trust you less and less no matter of SoH is going to save you as we'll always assume you lie about the amount you pocketed, no matter how fair and truthful you are.
"Me not scared of curses, Mother protect me, I help." She winks at Plays as she starts cutting off the wizard's ears. "I's make you Elf soup if you want Pus, but not for me. I's prefer pigs an horsies. Ears are great snacksies though, that why I want them. You grab stuffs though, me not touch Elf, they icky." She continues rifling through the wizard's goods, motioning for Plays if she comes upon the spellbook before he does, whispering in common as she assumes he speaks that Whisper:
"You's grab book and hide it. I want study it too. If you not allow I's tell chief you read."[/b] When Tochak starts about the zombies Auntie grins wickedly, "I's not afraid of zombos, Mother owns them. Maybe she give one to me."
Auntie will want access to the spellbook but she doesn't need to posses it. Beyond that, she'll call dibs on any and all food the adventurer's were carrying. In addition she'd like the scroll of Endure Elements in order to learn it (might be better if our wizard learns it since I can copy spells from him but he can't from me) as well as Valeros' tankard and any alchemical items she can carry.
Seeing the others swarm the humans Auntie puts away her sling while she draws her own dogslicer. She wouldn't be attacking any of the longshanks, she hardly knew how to fight with a blade. What the thing was good for though was cutting them up as the human in the stables had given her a great idea: ears. They'd be a scary trophy for humans and other longshanks and could double as snacks. She slowly made her way over, sure to stay out of melee.
Take your time YBD, Auntie will make a nice stew of the dead longshanks wizard for when you get back.
Auntie takes it slow somewhere in the back. The others were handling it all quite nicely. She loaded another sling bullet and once more she tossed it at the armored human.
Meh, this is kinda sucky for Auntie: I have no hexes due to archetype and no spells either so I'm basically an inferior sling user atm. Oh why did it have to be the lvl 1 hex taken by the archetype and not the lvl 2 hex.
"You'se all idiots! Horsies go faster than goblins, we not able to get them now." She sighed, "Scaly one may not be traitor, but she is biggest idiot of all. Can not be trusted to do good things." She walked out slowly and started moving towards the central square, ignoring the kobold and her minions if they do not decide to relent their idiotic horse chase.
I loathe working against other PCs in such a way but you really gave me no choice without going way out of character
Does it matter? You are the only option. The other goblins didn't do it, the man is dead, Auntie knows horses aren't able to do that themselves and you are the only other one there. Even if she didn't see it you are the only option.
I purposefully did not attack you myself :) And you can't honestly blame Auntie, you are basically betraying the mission.
"Traitor! Kill the scaly one! No, capture her! I want to give the lizard to chief, prove not to trust scaly ones!" She points at the kobold behind her, completely forgetting she wanted to collect the man's ears.
"Scaly one is coming to help? We burn this place down, horsies and man. Man kill many goblins and we's make him pay for it! I's prefer roasting horsies on open fire to eat but this is only option. Prove you really part of clan and help!" She always had been sceptical about the scaled one. She had no issues with the other races, not even the humans, but trying to integrate into her clan was a different matter altogether. She turns back to the other goblins,
An evil grin appears on Auntie's face "Now, what would you prefer, me cutting off your ears while you live or when you're dead? If I do it first they will be better preserved I think." Despite her words Auntie does not draw her dogslicer but instead grabs the sling she has with her and takes out one of the polished stones she carries for it. With the sling she launches a bullet at the man's head, hoping for it to cause a big, fat welt on the man's forehead. She talks to her minions in goblin, "Roast him! Set stables on fire! Man and horsies will die and toast!"
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