Wake up, or we leaves you here! Schlorb cries out when you don't answer.
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One of the other goblin warriors challenges your Rhuun's claim to be the best. "You no best, I is greatest warrior in village. If I holdses you I gets the sharp stabby slicer!
Slorb stomps up. "You wrong! You get clubbed! You not even take rest out!
he gulps slightly and turns his back to you as he strikes and the others strike at urk. Goblin 1
None of the goblins land a solid hit.
A goblin pushes you towards the middle of town where Squealy Nord rests in a mud pit near the baby cages. You see the fearsome boar in front of you, tied up. "Climb on climb on!" Four goblins strain under the weight of the teeter chair as they drag Chief Gutwad over.
As the night progresses your task for the Chief gets out, you're slowly herded towards each other, as you're surrounded they begin to mock you and question your bravery and skill and after chatting with each other, "You! Dance with squeally nord! See you move, or are you scaredy elf!
Slorb continues poking and prodding at you. "You get map when Chief give you map. Go away."
He's done talking and Slorb hurries you out.
Bah. Chief wait long enough. Come." Slorb turns his back to you and makes his way into the moot house.
Slorb points at you and starts stamping his feet, Zika. "You is not telling Slorb how to punish Rhuun, Slorb suggest Chief make Rhuun lick toe all on own!"
Chief Gutwad's lackey Slorb waits impatiently scratching at a post. "Where is Rhuun? Rhuun late. Slorb make Rhuun clean Chief's toes for this." |