Stabby is laughing and dancing around. He's already had several cider apples and the goblin is thoroughly enjoying his new status as one of the tribe heroes. "Stabby go fight'en with Lots Legs! Stabby cut Lots Legs in the face! AHAHAHA!!!" He whirls around in a circle, spinning faster and faster. When Gibby makes his dare, Stabby jumps up and laughs in his face. "Stabby ride'em Squealy!!! Squealy no shake off Stabby!" He jumps off the table he's standing on and saunters over to the pig. He leaps onto the back of Squealy Nord and grabs the pig's neck. The piglet squeals and runs in circles, trying to toss Stabby off and he screams at the top of his lungs. "Ahhhhhhhh!!!" At one point, the goblin loses his grip, but he manages to hook his legs around the piglet and rolls his body, letting him hang upside down and stay with Squealy. After the pig has calmed down, Stabby slides off the pig and raises his arms in victory. "Stabby win! Stabby the bestest!!! YAAAAHHH!!!" Then he turns and vomits all over the ground. Ride 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15 On the nose!
Stabby carefully walks into the hut, moving to the side opposite Facemelter. He's shocked when the Chief speaks and all concerns are forgotten. When the Chief speaks of them being the best, Stabby grins and stands up straighter. He suppresses a giggle when the Chief talks of killing men and dogs, but it's quickly cut off when mentions is made of Lots Legs. Lots Legs bad news. Very bad. But Squealy Nord even worse if not bring back fireworks. Squealy eat'em goblin bones. Stabby shudders.
The color drains out of Stabby's face when Flashgit accuses him of being the cause of everything. "N...N...No! Stabby not do anything!" When Flashgit turns away, Stabby quickly slides behind Freigaar, using the bigger goblin as a shield between him and the fearsome Facemelter. He whispers to Freigaar, "Facemelter bonkers, but he scary too. Makes'en skin buuurn!" When Tek and Poog arrive, Stabby looks nearly in a panic. If it wasn't for the Chief calling him here, he would probably slink away from these other scary, mean goblins. Perception DC 18:
A dagger slides into Stabby's hand, but it stays close to his body to remain hidden from view. OOC: I have no problem with any of it. Facemelter should be fearsome as should Tek from their backgrounds and their strengths. Stabby is a classic cowardly bully. He's willing to prey on anyone who seems weaker, but he knows he's little match for the others straight up. With all these powerful goblins around, he's pretty much scared for his life.
Stabby goes tumbling back when Freigar shoves him. He rolls and hops up grinning. "Freigaar's tummy not like it if'en eat me! Freigaar get the runs!" Stabby laughs. He looks down and sees how far he rolled from the goblin's push. He nods. "Hmm. Cagey goblin strong. Maybe not fat. Maybe big, strong goblin. Still stupid." He grins and then spits on his hand. He offers it to Freigaar. "Boss call'en you too?"
"Move'n out the way, stupid! You. In. Da. Way!!!" Completely unseen before, Stabby steps out of the thin shadow from beside the building. He tries to shove Ferigaar away from the door, but the larger goblin barely budges. "Hmph. Cagey goblin getting fat. FAAAAAT!" Stabby grins at Freigaar with a mouth full of teeth. He turns and kicks the door of the Moot House. "Boss, Stabby here! Open 'em up!"
"Stabby say you both dum-dums. Dogs and wolves bad. Very bad. Goblin Dog is good! Stabby like goblin dog to help him stab more!" |