"Rabbit move to hit not-big seagull, hitting with sword."
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"Rabbit move there... no, theres. Rabbit stab seagull!"
"Rabbit quickly strike with all his sword at seagull!
"Rabbit, um, carefully move back."
"Uh, Rabbit hit back at seagull, using tiny teeth and sword...twice."
"Rabbit wait for seagull to come down, so Rabbit can hit it with small sword!"
"Rabbit hop towards horse house like rabbit!"
"Rabbit goes to find rats, but not eat them cause that be bad. He ask where horse house is."
"Yes sir, Big Chief Bosun sir!" Pogug does a small salute. "Pogug - Um, Rabbit - will do all he can to burn down the stoopid horse house."
Pogug picks up the rabbit token, resisting the desire to put it in his mouth. "Pogug want this one!" The statement was both in conclusion of his lunch and as his character. "Bunny is fast, like Pogug, after all. Also tiny."
"Big boat! Now Pogug is owner of big stick."
Pogug is the last to exit the tent, diligently stringing his Vween-Maker. It had been slowly going out of tune with the events of the last few days, and the goblin had only realized it at last night's gathering. "Big man!" Pogug says excitedly. "Good see again. Now Pogug look even smaller." It seemed Pogug had switched his resolve completely from being large to being small.
Pogug helps himself to the feast, though doesn't touch the wine. Eating with his hands, Pogug devours more of the meal than he likely should be able to.
Or how in the Nine Hells Pogug has lived this long.
Pogug looks around at the dreary silence. "Bitter." It's likely the least amount of words the goblin has said at once.
Pogug hustles over to where Chi is, fumbling with his hands. **"No worry, Pogug is expert both at music, sneaking, signing, playing Vween-maker, fighting..."** Pogug pauses, trying to recall his original point. **"Healing toos! Pogug cast big healing spell."** As his hand glows with positive energy, Pogug pokes Chi carefully.
Seeing that might not be enough, the goblin does it again.
Pogug makes his way to the other ladder, grabbing the first rung.
Pogug slides under one of the benches, keeping his eye the maybe-goblin.
Pogug slides over to and under the tent, taking advantage of his smaller frame.
Pogug circles around the tent to get further away from Semsephiel.
In a bit of a tight spot with Semsphiel's mistake, Pogug moves quickly to the north where Ashak and Erin are.
Pogug slinks closer to the tent, covering his large mouth with his hands as he tries to hold his breath.
Pogug resists the urge to whistle, and crouches low. Moving one slow step at a time, he makes his way forward.
*Gives salute of confirmation*
"Less hitting and fire than normal game." Pogug says, reminiscing on the old goblin games he played as a child. "Pogug just want to be small again. Being small was nice. Maybe Pogug should be smallest goblin, rather than biggest goblin. Still would like invisible goblin, but being smallest is like invisible."
Yes! ... Do better? The wands did pretty well, but we will have to buy more for the next attempt. Erin also being tiny is a valid option, giving a larger stealth bonus.
"In Pogug experience, birds are not worth fighting. Run away before being hit with sticks. Smart goblin - like Pogug - leave food out for birds. Then, when birds eat food, big goblin come out and hit them! Work very well." Pogug says.
"Pogug think carnival have too many stinky animals - and they mean, too."
Fun fact - tiny creatures, like a reduced Pogug, use dex rather than str for climb and swim. Pogug could try climbing the ropes as well.
Pogug considers his options. There was likely some kind of bird above him, but Pogug couldn't remember a bird being part of the troupe. Then again, Pogug didn't remember half of them, but he couldn't let that deter him. Seeing the light around the bench, Pogug continues to bundle himself under it, trying to avoid sight.
Pogug covers his mouth, to deter a cry of fright, and dives under one of the benches.
Pogug sneaks his way closer to the pole, keeping an eye out for anyone in the tent. Pogug never like dark this much. Dark is good for Pogug.
Pogug gulps. The big human was close. Too close for Pogug. Still, Pogug had to try his best. Moving slowly from foot to foot, Pogug makes his way under the tent.
Okay, so for sick curiosity, I decided to use the same search for BING instead. You know, just in case. The results were:
...surprisingly innocent, I guess?
Paizo was wrong. The real location of Hell was not on Asmodeus' plane, but here on Earth.
Pogug grumbles at how fast the others were caught, but at least Nathaniel had pulled away the guards. Now the goblin had a clear shot at the tent.
Pogug continues, moving up to the tent.
He grins to the large Ashak, before turning his attention to the guards.
As Pogug shrinks, he looks around excitedly as his surroundings grow larger. Ashak appears akin to a giant, and Nathaniel that of a rather tall elf. Now Pogug is shortest goblin. Pogug thinks, but cannot conclude whether that is good or bad. Pogug peeks out from the treeline, getting a perspective on the carnival. He turns to Nathaniel, waving to signal his movement. Crouching down, the goblin moves to the carts silently.
"Pogug going to beat big creature this time. Uh, not beat, but sneak by big creature."
Pogug looks confused on the difference between wands and sticks, but decides the distinction has little relevance and nods. "Pogug and rest hide in trees, wait for moonrise. Then Pogug turn small using stick-wand and get flag!"
"If Pogug small, peoples can't see Pogug. Pogug like!" The goblin frowns. "But Pogug can't sneak past big beast thing. Pogug think it can smell Pogug, so even if Pogug small Pogug can be smelled." The goblin begins to tune his Vween-Maker in boredom. "Put out light too. Pogug can sneak in darkness, but torches too bright."
Silent Image isn't a bad idea and it's on the bard spell list so Pogug can use it. Wish we could get some Invisibility - it would work wonders (although maybe make it too easy. The +20 is no joke).
Funny man owns many magic sticks. Pogug want magic sticks. Would like many magic sticks. Pogug thinks to himself. "Pogug want magic sticks!" He barks, peeking over the counter. "Pogug want sticks that make things on fire. Or make Pogug invisible! No, Pogug want something that lets him play multiple Vween-Makers!"
"Pogug thinks he eats too many berries. Bad berries." Pogug looks at the wooden man suspiciously, expecting it to become alive again, before making his way into the store.
Pogug goes ahead and kicks the chameleon's corpse for good measure. "Pogug would be happy to get substances. Oh, but first a little bit of Pogug power." The goblin whistles a little tune, healing his wounds.
I think it's oddly kind of fun having a character that always believes he wins - Pogug is sort of a Don Quixote esque character now that I think about it. Can the next encounter be a windmill?
Pogug stops his scream as he slowly notices his friends around him. He looks over himself, still feeling the sting of his wounds. Let's see... Pogug was swallowed, then bit. Then Pogug can't remember. But now Pogug not swallowed. The goblin concentrates, his eyes furiously closed as he thinks. "Aha!" Pogug shouts, an inspiration striking his mind. "Pogug has defeated creature from within his own mouth. Pogug's cries must have hurt lizard's ears, killing it." The goblin smiles smugly from his rationalization, unaware of the approaching guards.
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