Ooh! Oi! Mesa would get down with some King maker for gobbos!
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'Ooh Oi! Never trusts Umans, special when wear robses. Wesa gonna hidey hidey ho. Then attacks when ready? Bet dey have lots of mula and shinies.' Joboo waved to Croney and Minion to follow him off the trail and trusted they knew how to stay unseen until it was time to attack if necessary.
How much for mounts? We talking maybe combat trained Dire bats? Cuz that's looking too cool right now.
Snickering at his pals antics, Joboo sat and picked his nose. He was more than willing to visit their village... mesa gonna bump uglies with squishy gobo gals there...maybe be king too...yah King Joboo sound goody goody gumdrops...
Im not even aware of any new changes! Game changing? going to spend my loot today and be ready to go
Stepping from the shadows with a long, green booger hanging from his finger; Joboo chuckled and replied 'Mesa been here whole time. This one takes too long to come out. Maybe is brains.' The sly goblin wiggled his finger til he had the boooger spinning and then flung it Bucko. "Catch bub!'
would a goblin be cool? Hailing from We Be Goblins/Rise of the Runelords? Id revamp this guy if so.
Yousa guys gonna need a vile minion. Mesa be that guy! I will recrunch this guy back to 1st level.
^ Want me to pop in your game and give everyone else a double take? Lol! I remember that movie well. It wasn't shown as a movie but more of as a warning.
Growing up with Pentecostal parents meant that I was not allowed to play D&D as the church preached it would just lead to devil worship and summoning demons and I would end up possessed if I played. Thankfully I found friends with cool parents that understood it was just a game and got to play at their house.
Id love to recrunch this guy as a knife fighter or other sort of rogue but will understand if he doesn't fit the bill of this game although if funny and silly is what youre looking for then look no further. Dice: - 12 - 14 - 14 - 14 - 17 - 16
Thanks for the reply Red Ramage. I wouldn't want to step on any gobbo ninja toes. Good luck with the recruitment.
Joboo flipped over after having gotten all the blood to rush to his head and pulled his finger out of his nose trailing a long green... ...its only ways to get deep oneses outs...outs outs outs... Red Ramage: I can recrunch this little trouble maker back to 1st no problem. Is ninja ok? Is mostly for crunch not any sort of eastern flavor. I just like the idea of a gobbo with un-explainable tricks up his sleeves. I'm a several times a day, daily poster. You can check my profiles, including Joboo's here to get an idea of my writing style. Stay cool.
Got this reply PM from GM Goblin King "I think it's over." It was fun while it lasted. See you guys around the boards.
...uh...yousa guys too scared to move? Joboo scratched his head and shrugged his shoulders again...thesa fellas...oh and girly girl are too scaredy cat pants... before creeping closer to the jungle vista door.
Shhh! Bees real quiet like you guys. I hear gobbos chanting... Joboo would point out the two demonic doorways and shrug his thin set shoulders.
...girly gobbos always be hearing voices in head...hohoho! mesa says glow is shinies and wesa wants more shinies yah?..Reta just scared like all girls...hahaha Joboo silently crept into the room determined to prove there was only shinies but wary of any zappy monsters.
Hehehe...you said it! Joboo used his katana to cut the ropes holding the door and took an involuntary few steps backwards...just in case nother bear-owl come runnin...
Only other way is past big bear thing. Joboo scratched his head and wondered why the door was wet but not leaking water from underneath of it. He crept close and put his pointed ear against the door.
Joboo gritted his sharp teeth when his trusty crowbar got yanked out of his hand and tried to snatch it out of the air without getting cut by the turbine.
Joboo watched the turbines (not that he knew what they were called) spin and was hypnotized for a second until Velag's question came through. He shrugged and voiced a Maybe. He dug around in his satchel and brought out his trusty crowbar...this do the tricks lots of times... He approached the deadly looking blades and jammed it in the works at the center of the blades.
Mesa go have looks sees Joboo creaps down the hallway as silent as that time he snuck up on his unsuspecting sibling.
Joboo slurped down his meal and then felt a little uneasy as his swollen belly started gurgling...uh oh!...uh...be right back! The little goblin ran and found a dark corner. He didnt waste any time shucking his drawers and squatting to relieve the pressure...ew! stinky stinky. Reta be proud, maybe mesa should show her... He pulled his britches up and ran back the others. Okie dokie. Mesa all ready to go and get sharp swords for lady. He went back to the door he had been trying to look through before they'd been rudely interrupted by the monster.
Joboo listened to Reta's explanation and thought he head was going to split open from the inside. The yelling reminded him of his big, plump sister Blumpky, who was much persued by the males in his trible because of her plumpness. But at mention of a meal, Joboo forgot about his old life and quickly started munching on the raw flesh of the tentacle monster. Mmm, mmm, mm...dis goody goody. Best eat raw.
Ugh! Joboo rolled over and sat up feeling at his ribs and making sure he was indeed whole again...huh...monsters not eat Joboo...hehehe...himsa knows mesa not gonna taste good... What happened guys? Mesa wants to take nap...and eat.
Joboo heard and felt damn near all of his little ribs crack before he was released and hit the water.
Ugghh! Wheeezzz... As the air leaves the sly gobbos lungs he starts to see mesmerizing black spots floating in his field of vision and wondered if the monster had also cast one of them...delusions?... that he's always heard about...wells if mesa gonna dies then mesa gonna dies fighting... He popped the spring loaded sheath on his wrist and stabbed twice into the vile tentacle with it.
There was almost nothing Joboo hated more than the feeling of being trapped or confined. He did his best to wriggle free.
No shosksies here! Joboo tries the handle of the door. He opens it slowly and peers inside with a cautious eye.
If it's locked: he slips his pick from his pack and giggled as he worked.
Hohoho...open up saysa mesa
Jobbo loped over to the new door leading to who knows where still to be investigated and gave it an appraising eye...mesa learning lessons...like momma said to long ago...no more shokie ouchies...
Maybe usses will need bad shokie ting to find magic sword for pretty lady. If usses breaks it then no mulas. Maybe just dont touch?
That sting like time mesa fell in bee's nest and swell up like melon. No goods! Mesa no push no more buttons. Nuh uh! Joboo stuck his hands in his armpits and shook his head back and forth.
time for more! and the little goblin pushed another button and flicked a switch on the left.
Heheheh.... Joboo giggled evilly at Bucko's chant and decided on one of the smaller buttons to push. This one! and pushed the button.
Hey fellas! Looky looky here! All sorts of funs stuffsies. Joboo acnt contain himself and approaches the console. He wrings his hands with glee trying to determine which button he wanted to push first.
Joboo moves around the pool and gets a good look around.
Joboo lopes into the room and looks around in wide eyed amazement. Ooh! Oi! What is all this ka-razy stuffsies? Bucko! Its place to play with shocky ball!
Joboo crossed his eyes and wondered why Velag was asking him... to pick mesa smeller?..ooh! oi! he means mesa booger holder...or maybes he means lock?...Uh...you want pick lock or boogers? He fished around in his nose for a second but unfortunately couldnt find anything so he decided to work on the lock. The runt snapped his fingers and fished around in his pack for his picks. Finding the one he wanted he slipped it into the lock.
Joboo scratched at his head when the door wouldnt open up immediately...what duh?... It no opens up. Maybe break down?
Joboo was about to grab the door handle when he remembered something from earlier that day. Uh...door haves magics?
Joboo carefully checks the door for traps.
With nothing jumping out at him Joboo continues down the passage. He paused to scan the darkness ahead of them.
Joboo shook his head at the idea of killing the bear-ox and was all for going the other way. Thissa way looks goody goody gum drops. Mesa goes firsties. and with hat the sly little gobbo lead the way into the rough hewn corridor.
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