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Brinkt wtaches the two women with narrow, suspiscious eyes but a deep intimidating rumbling escapes her empty stomach and she gives the smallest of nods. <Yes, good drink, strong drink and food!> Her eyes once more travel towards the small blue creature and she runs her tongue hungrily over her fangy teeth.
"Tasty!" The goblin squeals at seeing the small, scared blue thing. It gladly chases the tiny humanoid, only stopping when it hears it's own tongue spoken. <Your magics cannot beat Brinkt's magic!> It objects at the snakehaired woman in it's language <Brinkt is mightiest in tribe, even mightier than hero chieftain husband and stupid champion hobbo!>
An excited giggling escapes a small form that scrambles through the doors of the Inn. Bright viscious, excitable eyes scan the room and a jagged, thrilled but hungry grin splits the humanoids face. The goblin gives up a smattering of common words as it looks over the room. "New.. who big now? I mightiest"
Brinkt urges Nightsong forwards, carefully waving one hand and yelling something utterly incomprehensible at the nearest spider, a tone of savage excitement in her voice. After a brief moment a bolt of force firesfrom her hand and at the arachnid fighting Nurk.
Brinkt happily rides Nightsong without a saddle, seemingly having taken a real shine to the wolf. During the ride she frequently glares at Nurk. 'Not knowing I'm not male, idiot. One of chief's original wives and now strongest woman in tribe' She internally grumbles not wanting to yell at him, lest she lose concentration and fall off Nightsong, she refuses to look like an idiot in front of the others.
"Nightsong not stupid! Stop flapping your tongue or I'll rip it out! You stop insulting Brinkt's fourlegs!" The little goblin female snaps at Wormfoot.
Brinkt stares intently at the bundle of fur for a while before climbing up onto the creatures back. "We go far, destroy many enemies!" She tells the wolf with an excited grin.
Spoiler: "No! Mine!" Brinkt objects to the forest and the creature. "Go feed on others!" Thinking on her feet a twisted grin comes to her gobliny face "Go feed together, power for us both, fun fun!"
Brinkt quickly grabs a dogslicer and is soon hopping impatiently from foot to foot as she waits for the others to don armour. "Okay let's go get Nightsong, go see the Hobses. Now, now!" She squeaks.
Brinkt jealously eyes the scars on the woman's stomach for a while before snapping her attention back to Ripnugget. "Nightsong will be a good fourlegs for me! She'll behave you'll see!" She snaps not liking his implication that she'd be unable to handle the wolf, besides she likes fiesty animals, like her Gnaw. "And I don't need testing, I'm more than good enough and you know it! But fine! I'll go, find hobgoblins, have fun with them!" she adds with a broad grin.
Upon entering the throne room Brinkt puts down her little ratty familiar and looks around at those present with a twisted little grin before beaming at her former husband, a happy glint in her eye at the idea of causing some mayhem. "I needs a dog, a good one." She demands bluntly and happily.
Spoiler: With great glee Brinkt waves her hands around and makes the odd, strange sound, with no other purpose than to watch the commando squirm. She soon grows tired of tormenting the other goblin and laughs happily at the thought of the havoc yet to come. "Oh yesyes! It'll be delicious!" She agrees with a broad toothy grin.
Almost done! Just need stuffs! *starts stealing stuffs* |
