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![]() "Uh... I don't know... been around here all my life. I don't think my safety is to be worried about. We leshys can look like the rest of the forest whenever we want to... Hessilda can look like a pretty flower bed though... so I'd be worried to move her closer to your people... they're more likely to pluck flowers than the tall-gobs. Those guys don't care about flowers, and they sometimes even water the flowers with warm yellow sap... that's nice of them don't you think?" ![]()
![]() "Seen quite a lot of 'em going back and forth in the last week. Largest bunch went south the way you came. Only one came back though... not as tall as the others... I think she was a wee tall-gob lady. Wee... Tall... uh... I'm not so sure which one now... Anyways... she went that way... yesterday morning I think..." Billo adds, pointing towards the larger west trail. ![]()
![]() Steff's eyes widen, and he says, "Hobbed goblins? now why would they go about the forest with spiked boots? liable to get mud and clay stuck on their boots they are! an' tear holes and gouge exposed roots and spread dirt on grassed areas and flowerbeds I reckon! now, this we cannot abide! If I see one of these hobbed-booted goblins about, they'll get a piece of our mind that's what!" Billo puts a hand on Steff's shoulder to comfort him, "We're with you, brother... we're with you. Have no fear. We won't abide by such nonsense either. Luckily, the only goblins we've seen lately are tall ones, and not the hobbed-booted kind, so relax... take a deep breath..." ![]()
![]() "Who are you following while not sitting on your arses?!?" replies Rej, thoroughly impressed, before adding to his brother Billo, "That's a great idea, by the way, if we ever need to follow someone's trail... not sitting on our arses would make us go faster I think..." Billo nods, now in deep thoughts. |