Frak! begins to radiate darkness as hostilities begin, and the little mote of Black floats into Frak!'s hand, then resolves itself into the shape of a blade. Satisfied, Frak! moves and then tries to leap over the oilslick.
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"Why Lizardshanks want to run away? Lizardshanks scared of Longshanks? Longshanks not scary. Lizardshanks scared of Mr. Darkness? Lizardshanks embarrassed by how weak he is next to Frak!? Frak! understand."
"Frak! not make ship go vroom afore, but Goblins master of everything, so Frak! do it masterly if he try."
Frak! spends the day happily talking to anyone near him, whether they're interested in what he has to say or not.
"Frak! am Frak!. Frak! from Hacktoad tribe, come to Longshank's floating village to re-pre-sent Hacktoad to world. Frak! bring friend Mr. Darkness along, cause he bored a lot. Now Frak! try and find hunter of maybe tasty Flumphses. That Frak!'s story." he concludes with a nod, for emphasis.
Frak! shrugs and then follows the others out, pulling a piece of meat out of his pocket before messily eating most of it, then turning and offering the rest to his floating little ball of darkness. As he offers it up, the little mote of darkness floats down over it, and when it moves away the meat is gone.
"So, we hunt bad hunter who attack flumf, which is what? Longshanks? and why hunting flumf-shanks bad?" When the Manu says something about "their kind", Frak! says "Silly longshanks, Goblins bestest race. Everyone knows it. That's why all so fraid of us." as he speaks, Frak pulls a small ball of what can only be described as absolute darkness from his pocket and begins bouncing it back and forth between his hands.
Frak! gives Castor the eye, then says "Squad like tribe?"
That he was a goblin was obvious. What made him stand out is the heavy armor he wore. It had been...well, paint had been applied to it, but it would be a long stretch of the word to call it painting. The crude pictures depicted a green headed stick figure chopping stick figures up with with a black line that could sort of represent a sword. This goblin, in fact, carried no weapons. Addressing the group, the Goblin, who was apparently named Frak, said "You three be longshanks chiefs too?"
Frak! is from game that goes nowheres. You take Frak! somewheres? Frak! need monies cause Longshanks take all Frak!'s monies.
As Frak! begins to react to the situation, the area immediately around him dims a bit, as if he begins to radiate darkness. He again summons his blade of darkness, and with a battle cry of "MY MEATZ!" he uses a hand to vault over the table and move into melee with as many of the Kobolds as he can.
Watching Cannon flip his table, Frak! will scream "No! My meats!" as the tray of meat scatters across the floor.
After the demonstration, Frak! turns his blade of darkness back into a mote, that then settles back down on the seat next to him.
"Darkness like to hackn slash! He is pointy, too!" as he speaks, the orb of darkness lands in his hand and transforms into a sword, the blade of which is a mirror of the night sky. "See! Darkness like stabby stab!" as he talks, he swings his blade and then stabs a piece of meat, which he pops into is mouth. When he swings it, he makes a *Swish* sound effect.
"Me am coming to floating village to pre-sent Goblins to Longshanks and Shortshanks. Me meet Darkness many times ago. We helps each other do lots o' tings."
"Me Frak! and this Darkness!" he says, finally looking up. When Frak! mentions darkness, a small orb of pure blank rises up from the seat beside him, hovering in the air at the height of Frak's head.
Without looking up, the Goblin in the heavy armor sitting in the corner says "Goblin good at everything. It our curse."
The Goblin sat at a table in the corner, eating what appeared to be fried lumps of....something. He was humming to himself happily and not really paying attention to the world around him. What really made him stand out, however, was the heavy armor that he was wearing. |