Here's hoping Vorka has a 0 or negative WIS modifier...
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Mukluk stares up at Vorka and tries to taunt her into facing him in hand to hand combat, regardless of whether that'd be smart. Vorka not goblin, Vorka green chicken! Come fight Mukluk up close! You can't eat goblin if all the way up there!
Cheering as he gets a shot in at the frog's eye, Mukluk tries to finish the job with another stab. It's a rather direct and ungraceful motion.
He's too distracted by the insect swarm to do a good job, though. He swings his spare hand around his face to get a clear view but only manages to slightly obstruct his vision.
Once again Mukluk tries to make soup out of the frog with the dogslicer. He mutters some goblin swears at the swarm and tries to put them out of his mind as he makes a horizontal slash. Stupid frog stay still when dead! Then we eat frog!
Ignoring the pretty colors for now, Mukluk instead focuses on the frog in front of him that's trying to make a snack out of Ekklub. If it's not smart enough to put that tongue back in its mouth, Mukluk tries to cut it off; otherwise he continues trying to brain it with his dogslicer. Mukluk moves into flank with Snorg, not caring if the frog gets a free attack. Then he draws his dogslicer all the way back, until the point is resting on the ground behind him, and brings it down full force, aiming for the gash he made just before.
At least for me, the info really helps me imagine and understand what's going on. Keep it coming! :)
Before Vorka even has time to finish speaking, Mukluk is in her face, bringing his dogslicer down on her head. You talk too much! And eat too much! I has sword for you to eat!
Sure, no worries.
Climb down, climb down, climb down to rescue failed goblin. Failed to jump out of the way, failed to die. Mukluk talks to himself and whoever's listening while he climbs down.
Not knowing that Schadenfreude is cruel (and not knowing what it is, even), Mukluk cannot help but tumble over laughing and guffawing. However, he knows that Snorg is another warm body to draw the ire of anyone he meets, and keep their attention away from Mukluk. So he decides to try to descend with Nergul and help rescue the battered goblin.
Shaking his head with a grin, Mukluk raises his free hand as if to say "no". Ladies first. Mukluk insists. He gestures down the hall.
Goblin ladies? Ha! Nergul talking in sleep! Walking up behind the turtle, Mukluk tries to find the trap Ur mentioned.
... but instead he's distracted by his shiny dogslicer.
Snorg's voice brings Mukluk out of his stupor. He then remembers that he grabbed a potion that he heard makes smart goblins feel better after they fight dogs much bigger than they. He drinks it and feels like a totally new goblin.
Confused with respect for the worg that almost ended him both due to its combat abilities and its surrendering (and more than a little out of it due to the massive wound he just sustained), Mukluk is at a loss for words for the time being. Other goblins would be wise to appreciate the silence!
Over Mukluk's dead ruddy green body!
Moving to flank with Snorg , Mukluk cackles as the creature misses him. Ha! Not so brave, eh? Me and Snorg cut you to bits! Flashing an evil smile, Mukluk swings his blade again, this time in an upwards arc, trying to lop off the beast's head.
Yes please. And don't worry about the delay, really. Stuff Happens™.
Rushing towards the giant dog, Mukluk yells out a battle song: Big dog, big dog
Trying not to gawk too much at Ekklub pulling a ladder out of her robes—how did ladder fit in robes? Is too big!—Mukluk instead takes point and heads down first. Snorg too chicken! And Mukluk bravest and smartest goblin! As he says smartest, he flicks his glance at Eklub with a grin.
As he at least does not fall off the ladder, Mukluk tries to see if descending a bit gets him any better of a view.
Bash it good! We be right behind you! Mukluk yells, all the while staying put and not moving any closer. If Vorka come out, we charge! Right? Right!
Creeping up to the sleeping dog, Mukluk raises the special dogslicer high into the air (which is to say, a couple feet off of the ground) and brings it down on the nasty dog's neck. We kill dog and then we eat dog! Or we kill dog then kill you then eat dog! Or eat something! Mukluk hungry.
Okay, guys, finally back and coherent and have some time to catch up.
Hey, all. I'm going to be heading to Paris for Wednesday-Monday for a technical workshop. I might be able to post in the evenings and will try to do so, but I can make no guarantees. Please NPC Mukluk if necessary. Some things to keep in mind: Mukluk will always charge if given the chance, especially at a larger creature. This is a more lighthearted module and I won't be terribly upset if this leads to his end—it'll probably be more comical than anything else. Also, when charging thusly, if he's the first one in melee with the target, he gets a total of +6 on the attack roll. Thanks!
Seeing and hearing the horse, Mukluk charges directly at it. He raises his dogslicer, screaming a war chant. Horse too tall
As he closes, Mukluk leaps and tries to embed the blade in the horse's stomach or chest.
Hey, uh, does my readied charge not go off? If not, why?
Yeah, they had problems with their tubes. I couldn't get to the site with my main internet connection for about 24-28 hours. Didn't know you were locked out for more than one day. Eek.
Mukluk will stand about a dozen feet or so behind Snorg, ready to charge anyone he recognizes as an enemy as soon as they're visible. Come out, come out, come meet Mr. Dogslicer! Dogslicer for dogging and slicing! Wait, no. Just slicing! Slicing doggings. Yes.
Mukluk's eyes go wide at the insult. I Mukluk! Not stinkface! You stinkface! Sit in spider webs, stinkface! And you can't be best warrior! I have Chief's dogslicer so I best warrior ever! With this, Mukluk pokes Snorg several times with the butt of the dogslicer. No funny poking, huh? You look like you're for funny poking!
Looking slowly back and forth between the cocoon and Nergul, Mukluk is quite confused. Shooting things is fun, but maybe is goblin who can help! But maybe is cannibal, but only have 11 shooty things for shooty bow thing! Arg, deciding hard! Mukluk will flip coin to make up mind. Mukluk grabs one of the gold coins and flips it. Heads you shoot the head, tails you don't shoot: goblins have no tails!
He flips the coin far into the air. It tumbles round and round, and he drops it instead of catching it. When he picks it up, it comes up tails. Don't shoot, might be goblin who can help us! Also Mukluk can kill bad goblin eat other goblin!
The sudden sound gives Mukluk a start, and he raises his dogslicer and faces the general direction. What a murfle gurfle? Where that noise come from? Stop hiding, show Mukluk!
Mukluk will check the body to see if it has any shinies before following Nergul. Nergul wait! Spider may have shinies! Need the shinies!
If Mukluk finds anything, he will gleefully grab it. He takes anything that's not too heavy for him to carry, cutting loose anything that's tied on or the like. Running after Nergul, he tries to assist the skilled tracker (it's entirely probable he will make things worse, but he's too full of himself to know that).
Swearing and fuming more than before, Mukluk chases after the spider, charging full on with his dogslicer.
Cheering at Nergul for moving into flank, Mukluk screams a war song custom made for the occasion: Spider too big! Spider fall down! Spider die now! Spider kill, kill! With that improvised war chant, Mukluk swings his dogslicer again at the spider, his face messed up with the fury of combat.
Out of anger more than anything (whether Mukluk is too smart or too stupid to be afraid is left as an exercise to the DM), Mukluk brings the fancy dogslicer down on one of the huge spider's legs, trying to sever it.
Letting out a huge screech, Mukluk turns around and readies his dogslicer. Spider! Spi-der! Big big spider! Try eat me! Kill it dead! Maybe not eat it, probably no taste good. Kill it!
Mukluk wakes with a headache that's going to make him even more surly and brash than usual. He dons his chain shirt and gets his flail and fancy new dogslicer. Making sure there's nothing yucky between his toes, he also puts on his lucky bear fur. He thinks of how he'll conquer the things he finds on his journey. If horse: make fall down go boom, cut up with dogslicer. If dog: make fall down go boom, cut up with dogslicer. If human: make fall down go boom, beat with spikes on ball on metal on stick. If can't trip: make Nergul fight. Then take credit. He strides proudly out to meet everyone else before the adventure. If any ask to see the fancy dogslicer, he says he will bring back dogs and horses and people, chopped into itty bitty little pieces, small enough to put in stew. Talking about this makes him hungry, and he gnaws on whatever he can find.
More than a little drunk (more than a lot drunk, in fact), Mukluk does what he can to cheer excitedly for Ekklub. He holds up his new dog slicer and cheers, looking for the next challenge of the evening. The display of pride is interrupted by a large belch and a less gaseous expulsion from his mouth that looks like a combination of slime and apple. We feed this humans and dogs we find!
Staring into the basket, Mukluk nods eagerly. Mukluk best eater! I eat slugs with slime! Faster that way, save time! Mukluk tough.
The short, eager goblin grabs two slugs and downs them one after another. Chomping down the first two, Mukluk grins and yells This easy! Mukluk done this in half minute! but the third seems a bit tougher to get down. The crowd notices he's not spitting anything out, and is just chowing down on slugs wholesale. He starts to stumble on the fourth, choking more than before, but finally gets it all the way down. The fifth gives him a little trouble, but he lets out a guttural roar and forces himself to swallow. It disappears down his gullet and he raises his little arms and bounces up and down. Mukluk best eater! Now must wash down slugs with drink! He buries his face in the hard cider again.
Mukluk takes a good, long drink of the cider, almost getting more on his face and hands than down his gullet. Good stuff! What more we have do tonight besides eat and drink? Eat and drink are good but can't eat and drink forever else get bored!
Mukluk samples some of everything, and is curious about the Feel Good Headache apples, considering their name. But something is missing... Where drink? Mukluk need drink to go with yummy snails and fish and snakes! He belches and goes to get more food.
Mukluk tries to recall what he knows about Brinestump Marsh (he is smartest goblin, he should know at least a little).
After searching his memory, he gets bored of thinking. He goes to find some toads to lick to try to refresh his memory. His pupils dilate and he starts giggling a lot while running around crazily. Lick toad! Lick toad! Lick toads! Mukluk lick toads. Do you lick toads?
Mukluk glances quizzically at Mixly, squinting. Expert yeast on booms? What you say? I know words but not how you put them in sentence!
Yes, yes. Facts. Mukluk not need facts. Hope your interview went well?
Mukluk doesn't take well to being insulted. His eyes go wide and his voice increases in volume and octave. Oh yeah? Prove you smart goblin! Mukluk knows he smart because he fight big people and win! What Mixly do that make her so smart? And what are those mushrooms and things you has? Are they to eat? Mukluk hungry!
I'm not going to be draconian ... says the guy with the red dragon forum avatar. Uh huh. Suuure.
I've got a link to my myth-weavers character sheet in my profile. If that's not sufficient for whatever reason, let me know and I'll transcribe the details.
A short goblin with yucky, greasy stuff that passes for hair paces around impatiently. He's wearing a patchwork of clothing from various nearby cultures, though perhaps what's most noticeable is his big, wide head. It's big even by goblin standards. Around his waist is a belt he's constructed of shells, leaves, and other such things. His pants look decidedly nicer, and are not of patchwork fabrics. Maybe he stole them from a halfling or a gnome. He speaks, his voice shrill and creaky. Me Mukluk, smartest goblin! Mukluk want know why Slorb bring us to Chief Gutwad! And why all you small heads? Small heads mean goblin not smart. Chief Gutwad surely want speak to smart goblins! As he talks, he continues pacing impatiently. He notices something icky and green in between his toes and picks it out. He tastes it, his face immediately souring. He tosses it down. Not licktoad! Not licktoad at all.
Mukluk understand. I'm in two other PbPs right now, so I'm pretty familiar with how it works. Posting at least once/day for each is pretty easy for me; I'm at a computer with internet access all day for work, and I have an RSS reader for keeping up with threads.
I need to log in to view this. That means I need to register. That's a lot of effort for someone to view a character sheet. In my not so humble opinion, you should be making it easier for your GM, not harder. Consider myth-weavers if you want something online.
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