Blikbek -- NPC's page

Amid the carnage, you all suddenly hear a new sound. Thin, warbling and uncertain, it is nevertheless there, waving a tiny flag of hope in a brutal world. It is a voice, singing a song of timid defiance.

Blikbek has started to sing...!

Inspire courage +1 is up! Everyone take +1 to attack rolls, damage rolls and saves vs. fear!

Blikbek manages a weak smile. "Maybe after I dead," he suggests. "You do me the honour, hey? Eat a piece of Blikbek. Have a few shriekers with some worthy male. Maybe Blikbek reborn that way instead of Soul-Eater's gullet."

[dice=Will Save]1d20+1

Kyrax looks to his new goblin recruit. We will do this tother yes? I can already hear the song they will sing of us.

"I think I'm still plenty naked, me, boss, sir, boss," Blikbek says with a weak salute. (Not due to lack of sincerity, but more because he's still battered from what happened to him in the white shrine.) "Head hurts from all the boozing, too. But I'll give it a go, mister boss, boss, sir."

Blikbek rallies a little to wink at Kezzat. "How's about a kiss before I go, pretty Kezzat?" he asks, puckering up already.