Gkirkhan looks at the goblin and then looks around, his confusion obvious.
"Dot's et? Vun little goblin?"
Search Posts
Hey, work happens, I completely understand.
"Dot's singink? Hy've heard ogres sing better, und dey vas drunk," Gkirkhan says, the sound of his grinding teeth almost louder than the faint singing.
"Meh, still bedder den dot vun time in Korvosa," Gkirkhan shrugs before leading the way, "Dey use dese monsters to clear de sewers. Vun ov dem got out, und de schmell, ye gods de schmell vas horrible! Und dere Hy vas, en de middle, und getting covered in sewer gunk." The half-orc looks back and gives Yuto a toothy grin, "After dot, dere iz not much dot gets to me."
At Vera's call, Gkirkhan stops and turns around, arms crossed, annoyance replacing his usual grin. After everyone seems to be ready he begins to turn to follow the tracks. "Hokay, iz anyvun else goink to change der mindz? No? Goot," Gkirkhan says with a glare, his patience obviously worn thin.
"Vell, if hyu're goink to take care ov her, Hy vill make sure dot her share ov de gobs iz keeled, jah," Gkirkhan says to Sandru before wandering off, looking for trouble.
Once he's a good bit away from the group be begins trying to goad any goblins into attacking him.
"She vas beink stubborn," Gkirkhan mutters under his breath.
"Dem," Gkirkhan says quietly his mouth quirked in a crooked frown, "Hy thought dot vould vork." Seeing Shalelu stumble the half-orc moves to check on the elf, but is soon interrupted by the news of a caravan. "Vot? Hyu vant me to get dem to try und attack me," he asks Lem, obviously confused.
Woo! Let's see if Gkirkhan's none-too-bright plan works!
"Hy vas tryink to make et easy for her," Gkirkhan says, obviously a little annoyed, "Et vould haff been fine if she vasn't actink like Hy vas goink to kidnap her." The big half-orc sighs and turns to Shalelu. "Hy apologize, Miss, Hy meant no insult," he says formally and polite with a bow before quickly making his way back to the front, and a little further ahead, of the group. Hearing that this was the place Ameiko was attack, he begins to trot further ahead.
Gkirkhan looks around to see the others are not in sight. A wicked grin spreads on his face as he carefully prepares his greatsword. "Oh no. Hy haff become lost. Voteber should hy do? Hy hope no goblins attack me and steal my pickles," he says, trying to keep the anticipation out of his voice.
Gkirkhan, seeing Shalelu having trouble keeping up, slows until he is behind. Without warning or preamble, he picks her up with arms holding her at the shoulders and the knees. "Hy tink hyu could make et, bot vot's de harm in beink pampered, ja? Hyu's seem loike vun ov dem peeple dot vould carry a friend even vit hyur guts hankink out," he whispers in the elf's ear before she has a chance to do or say anything, "No harm in beink carried, ekspeshully vhen de vun doink de carryink iz as good-lookink as Hy em."
If you want to run it, a GMPC is fine with me.
I would, but I already have my hands full trying to run four games. Sorrt. :( That said, I could put in a call to see if any of my players would be interested in picking this or one of the other games up.
Me too.
Same here. I was looking forward to playing this with Gkirkhan.
Gkirkhan doffs his hat and gives the two ladies a bow. "Den Hy vill lead, jah? Just tell me vhen to turn, und ve vill be goot."
Gkirkhan doesn't seem to recognize the fetishes on the wand, although he does look at them for a moment. "Vell, let's get goink. De odders ken catch op before ve get vhereever ve iz goink."
Outside Ameiko's Room: "Vell, dot eksplains my grandmudder," Gkirkhan says as he shivers slightly. His eyes twitch a little and his entire body tenses.
Outside Ameiko's room: "Try tellink dot to de bastards dot attacked my mamma," Gkirkhan replies with a weak smile. "Hy keelz tings. Dot iz vot Hy em goot at. Und en case hyu mizzed et, Hy em not human. Hy iz orc," he adds, "Dot iz vhy Hy em a monster." "Bot Hy iz not de mopey type," He laughs, his good humor returning, "Hy em a monster, bot Hy iz not de bad kind. Hy iz friendly, even vhen dey iz beatink me vit un chair."
Cathedral:
Gkirkhan's jaw tightens as he looks at Vera. His expression softens into a look of worry, although the rage can be seen simmering just below the surface. "Jah, et vould," he whispers back. One arm gently wraps around Vera's shoulders as he escorts her out of the room.
Outside Shalelu's room: "Hyu must tink me sum kind ov monster fer actink like dot," Gkirkhan says quietly to Vera, "Mamma alvays sed Hy haff a temper. Sum hot, burnink rage dot iz inside..." He slips away from Vera as his voice trails off. For a moment, his eyes burn red and his entire being appears as if it was made of the deepest darkest shadow. "Ov course, et iz schtuped ov me to tink oddervise. Enyvun vho seez dot side ov me, dey alvays tink Hy em a monster," he mutters as much to himself as to Vera.
At the Cathedral: Gkirkhan's shoulders tense when he sees Ameiko beaten and battered. His goofy smile disappears, replaced by a frightening frown. His golden eyes glitter under his hat, glitter with anger and rage. "Hy tink hyu'd better show me vhere de leetle green scheiße köpfe live. Oddervise, Hy iz goink to start keelink every goblin Hy seez," he whispers to Shalelu in a harsh, guttural voice just a few steps away from a soft snarl.
"No, not at all sveetheart. Mind ef hyu haff sum company," Gkirkhan asks.
It's fun, and has helped me get Gkirkhan a little more fleshed out.
"Jah, jah, ve iz goink, und Hy iz leadink," Gkirkhan says, waving impatiently as he starts off to the south, "De pretty elf lady ken tell me vhere to go from behind me."
"Sveetheart, de last time Hy heard somevun koff like dot, he vas about to keek de bokkit. No, Hy tink dot ef hyu come vit us, hyu iz stayink behind me. Hy iz a big, green, orc. Dere izn't a goblin dot ken make et past me," Gkirkhan says, clearly not intimidated.
Gkirkhan gives Shalelu a good, hard, close look. Actually, an entirely too close look. "Hy em tinkink dot giffink her a bow iz not a goot idea. She vas fallink apart, jah? Enyvay, Hy em much bedder den eny arrow. Ef Hy mizz, Hy keep tryink until Hy hitz et. Arrow just giff op after et misses, jah," he says to the others. "Besides," the tall half-orc says as he brings his full attention to Shalelu, "Et vould nebber do to haff such a lovely lady git hoirt vhen Hy iz here to take de beatinkz, jah?"
"Oh jah, bot vhere iz ve gonink to find a goblin," Gkirkhan asks, obviously worried about the lack of goblins on hand for said illustration.
"Um... vot vas de vord... Oh, et means 'cut off der heads' en orcish, or do hyu guys call it orcese?"
"Guten Morgen, Mizz Vera! Hy iz doink fine, now dot Hy haff seen hyur lovely face." Gkirkhan perks up when Vera comes into the room, his goofy charm from last night back in full force. "Good Morning, I am relieved to hear that Shalelu's condition has improved. Gkirkhan and I were waiting for you to come down so that we could visit the Cathedral and then track down the Goblins and introduce them to Gkirkhan, he, I believe, has a well constructed plan for ensuring the Goblin attacks will desist." "Oh jah! Et iz goot plen too! Ve find de goblins, den ve play a game ov 'Schnitt ihrer Köpfe' vit dem. Dey vill be no problem after dot," Gkirkhan chuckles wickedly, "Und de best part is Hy get to introduce dem to meine mädchen!" Orc: Schnitt ihrer Köpfe => Cut Off Their Heads
meine mädchen => my girls
Gkirkhan lets out a chuckle and grins, this time there is some humor to it, and teh early morning light dances in his golden eyes. "Oh, hyu don't haff to vorry. Hyu seem like a noice guy. Hy only keelz de bad guys."
"Hy remember," Gkirkhan says, concentrating on sharpening his blades. "Hy remember saying dot Hy vas not drunk too." He finishes with one dagger, finding the edge honed to his liking and picks up another to begin sharpening. "Last nacht vas for talkink. Today iz for keelink goblins," Gkirkhan gives Talin a grin that would send chills down a wolf's spine,
The smile loses any humor it had. It was the eyes, it had to be. Those golden eyes that were as cold and dead as a northern winter. "Hy meh be a fool, Talin, bot Hy knows Hy iz vun, und Hy know odders of'en tink Hy vill alvays be vun. Hy don't gives dem anudder chance if dey tink dot." Gkirkhan checks the edges of his dagger with a discerning eye, not satisfied, he continues to work on honing the blade's edges. "Hy don't like et vhen odders are hurt by bad tinks, bot Hy don't like beink like dose mopey guys dot iz alvays broodink en de corners eeder. Hy iz happy guy, jah. So, Hy vill be mopey now. Hy vill get ready, und den Hy vill laugh und talk like Hy normally do, und ven ve find de goblins, Hy vill keel dem, unless de give op," Gkirkhan looks up at Talin once more, an hungry gleam in his eyes. "Mamma alvays said dot ef hyu act de fool, den vhen hyu iz serious, everybody vill take notice. Ef Hy evers stop beink de fonny guy, und Hy iz glarink at hyu, den hyu know dot Hy iz abot to do to hyu vot Hy iz plannink to do to de goblins."
Gm and Vera:
Gkirkhan snorts a laugh and checks the edge of his sword before moving on to his daggers, and a different song.
Same here.
"Vhy not go now? Et iz not dot dark," Gkirkhan asks.
Gkirkhan takes a nap and is up an hour before dawn. The others find him sitting in the Dragon's common room sharpening his sword, singing softly to himself as he runs the stone along the blade.
Vera: "Hy em not ready to say dot," Gkirkhan counters, "Perhaps hyu don't know hyurself. Mamma alvays told me dot beink honest vit odders iz easy. Beink honest vit hyurself iz hard." He walks along in silence for a moment before leaning closer and whispering in Vera's ear, "Hoo knows? Mehbe hyu iz de most interestink person Hy meet. Mehbe hyu iz de most borink, bot Hy don't know dot yet, und findink out iz lotsa fun."[
Good to hear you're doing better. Insecticide can be some rough stuff.
"Oh, vell. Dot eckschplains som tinks," Gkirkhan says as he rubs the back of his neck, "Hy iz sober, all de mess en de tavern voke me op from schleepink off de hangover." The broad shouldered half-orc chuckles, a warm pleasant sound full of mirth and simple joy. He listens to Vera explaining how she wound up in Sandpoint and shakes his head. "Dot tells me vhy hyu are here, but not who hyu are," he says quietly, his toothy smile gone, replaced by a serious expression, "Vot iz et dot makes hyu giggle? Vot iz et dot makes hyu pick op a bow or a sword? Vot colors make hyu dance? Hy iz simple. Hy likes vimmin, drink, und a good friendly rassle or brawl. Hyu, dough, hyu seem to be much more interestink den Hy em."
"Hy haffn't done enytink yet!" Gkirkhan groans plaintively when the mayor mentions the jail. "Hy mean, hyu is a lovely voman, und Hy may be guilty ov stealink a few hearts, bot Hy deedn't tink hyu drew peeple in jail for dot schtoff," he says while gesturing wildly.
"Vot iz dere to focus on? Ve find de Mayor. Ve tell hem about de goblinz. Just cuz ve iz lookink doez not mean ve ken't talk," Gkirkhan says to Vera, "hyu are a pretty goirl, und hyu iz vun ov dem church people, bot Hy don't know de real Vera. So, mehbes ve ken start over, jah? Hy em Gkirkhan, son ov de sorceress Goma, und et iz a pleasure to meet such a lovely lady," he says, giving Vera a deep bow as he sweeps his hat off his head and in front of him with a flourish.
Yikes, that's scary man. Glad to hear you're doing okay though.
"Hy iz fine. Not de foirst time Hy haff suffered Cayden's Revenge, nor de woirst," Gkirkhan says waving off Vera's concern with a toothy smile and flip of his hand, "Hy vouldn't say no if hyu vanted to giff me some company, sveetheart."
I wake up some days and wonder when I turned 25, so I know what it feels like.
Gkirkhan follows along, apparently over his hangover as he begin to ask Vera about herself. Vera: Feel free to divulge as much or as little as you feel is needed. Gkirkhan will be moving on to stories about himself if Vera doesn't talk about herself.
"Heh, Mamma sed de same tink vhen Hy vas growink op."
"Hokay, here's de plen. Schtep vun! Find goblins! Schtep two! Swink sword und/or hemmer at goblins! Schtep tree! Keel de goblins," Gkirkhan tells the others, "Oh! Und vhere iz dis Pixie's Kitten und vhy vould de Sheriff go dere?"
"Hyu guys do dat here, don' hyu," he adds, starting to go from confused to looking as if someone had told him his puppy had died.
Man I've missed writing him. I had forgotten how much fun he is to role play, not that he's no fun when the maimery begins either. Gkirkhan that was an awesome response! Thanks, that's great to know!
Gkirkhan stops in his tracks. "Hyu mean tonight's not de veekly barfight night?" he turns around, looking very confused.
|