Goblin about town ...
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@6e6c33f9ed=Kayleb:
_Anyone paying attention to Grobble may notice a heavy chain around his neck bearing a large "flame on anvil" symbol.
Folks with a basic knowledge of dwarven law would recognize the symbol to be the symbol of Moradin, the Father of the Dwarves._
Brumir walks up to Grobble and shoves him
"Oy! Where'd ye git dat frum ye lil fark!? Ye stealin' frum me kin in Aura Runedar!?"
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_Anyone paying attention to Grobble may notice a heavy chain around his neck bearing a large "flame on anvil" symbol.
Folks with a basic knowledge of dwarven lore would recognize the symbol to be the symbol of Moradin, the Father of the Dwarves._
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Grobble notices the signs up around town@d270f8ef73:
Aura Runedar's Dwarven Contest
_A Three Day Celebration of Aura Runedar's Prosperity!
Free Ale For Kin!
Wrestling, Drinking, Grobble Throwing!
Prizes!_
OH! Free ALES for KIN! … I'm kin!
Hmm … wrestling, drinking, and ... wait ... WHAT!?
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@52f3b9b3ad=StCroix:
Taking a break form the South Gate, Alvaniel inspects the holes at the fairgrounds and takes a few moments to fill them in. She then makes new 'X' on the ground that make no sense from the previous "x"
in a quiet time of the day, Grobble returns to the fairground to discover the undoing of his toil. He begins to mutter to himself:
Hrmm … this makes the Grobble sad. He does the good things and the saying of nice words, but bad people return with bad things and the saying of bad words to him.
So much eevil…
is relieved to see his pile of tools intact
At least I still have my tools! Yes. Grobble can leave them here because nobody will steal them. Stealing is against the laws. So many guards ready to kieell anyone who breaks the laws.
*he mumbles a little louder just in case a guard can hear him
YES! Grobble is ALWAYS doing obey of the laws, and the doing of good things. And the saying of nice words. Hrmm …
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Raryldor spends time around Norwick, and confronts anyone causing the harmless goblin issue with a stern lecture and a whap of his stick to the backside
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Taking a break form the South Gate, Alvaniel inspects the holes at the fairgrounds and takes a few moments to fill them in. She then makes new 'X' on the ground that make no sense from the previous "x"
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Somewhere in the darkness, Grobble gets shoved to the ground…. again.
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In the distance out of the goblins sight, an elf sits listening in to the tale and monitoring the goblins behavior. As it flees like all goblins do, he stands and slips off once more
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CLAK CLAK CLAK
Grobble sits by the fire, Early one night, just after the sun had gone down. He has a stick in each and and clacks them together.
CLAK CLAK CLAK
Gather around the fire hooman childrens and adult. Gather, and listen to the balads of a hero so bold, who's power is so powerful, and whose being smart is so smart, that it will make yoo entertain and happy to have done the hear of the story.
CLAK CLAK CLAK
SILENCE! The story begins …
...now.
Many times ago NORWICK was ruled over by OVERLORD DWIN DOLVAK!
single loud, authoritative CLAK
Dwin Dolvak was the mightiest of dwarven hoomans. SO mighty was HE! Was there any who had mighty armour like him? Was there any who could do the drink of as many kegs as him? SO mighty and powerful was he, he did the lead of the DREAD CITY of NORWICK!
CLAK
The people of Norwick did the honour of him, and he did the lead of them with his might and with the powerful smartness of his brain!
Within the wall of the Dread City of Norwick there was … such peacefulness. But outside ...
clak clak clak clak clak clak CLAK CLAK CLAK CLAK CLAK CLAK CLAK CLAK CLAK
GOBLINS! Oh so many evil goblins. They are so scared of the dread city. SO much hate do they have of it! Want to burn it down. They want to break the gates and come in and take the nice things of everyone. Do poops in the streets without privacy!
Many hoomans come out from the Dread City. To kill many goblin for the making of them to be dead instead of doing their bad plans to Norwick! But of all who come out, none do the make of fear in the heart of goblin like the DREAD OVERLORD DWIN DOLVAK! With his MIGHTY tallness and his POWERFUL buttox, but most of all - the thing that strike terror the most of all - the _MIGHTY AXE GOBLIN'S BANE!
CLAK
So mighty was his AXE!
Once upon the times, a mighty leader of goblins, the name of it forever forgotten because it is dead, did the talk to all goblins. "WE will do the KIEELL of DOLVAK!"
CLAK CLAK CLAK
"Yeeeesss. I will do the kieeell of him, and then take the axe of him. And then I shall do the poop upon his face." All goblins liked the plan of him, and made their plot to kill him.
Once upon the times, but after the last part I just spoke about, DREAD OVERLORD DWIN was in the woods, looking for goblins to kill. And that was when the goblin did their plan to HIM!
CLAK CLAK CLAK!
CLAK CLAK CLAK!"KIEEEELLL HIEEEEEEM!"
CLAK CLAK CLAK CLAK CLAK CLAK CLAK CLAK CLAK CLAK CLAK CLAK
And so the goblins tried to do the kill of DWIN! First they send the waves of weak goblins at him. Then the stronger ones that like to bash and the ones who are soldiers. SO MANY goblins! But with the FIRE FROM HIS MOUTH he did kill SO MANY! And with a mighty THUNDER from between his BOTTOM CHEEKS he did blow MANY AWAY! But there are MANY and they keep running at him to do the kill of him! So he takes out his axe. His MIGHTY AXE GOBLIN'S BANE! And he does the KILL of THEM! Oh so much killing does he DO!
claCLAK! claCLAK! claCLAK! claCLAK! claCLAK! claCLAK! claCLAK! claCLAK
CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! KIEEL! CHOP! HACKS! CHOP! CHOP! DECAPITATE! CHOP! CHOP! DISEMBOWEL! CHOP! CHOP!SO many does he kill that he is almost buried under the dead goblins! So he does the climb up to the top of the pile! Standing on top of the mountain made from dead goblins, he does the heroic kill of many more as they climb up to do the kill of him! The rain comes, and the lightnings! They try to stab him and bash him but his armours are too powerful!
THEN!
The leader goblin whose name is forever forgotten for it is now nothing Did the SHOUT through the rain and lightnings at DWIN!
Grobble tilts his head back, looking down what would be his nose if he had one, stretching out his finger to point menacingly at the fire. Grobble growls:
YOOOUUUUuuuu …. I DO THE KIEELLLL of YOOUUUUU!
The leader goblin was mighty! It was tall, taller even than some halflings! It did the CHARGE up the mountain of dead goblins, killing and chopping other goblins that did the get in its way!
KIEELLLL OF YOOUUUUU! it shouted! It swings it axe at DWIN! And he does the swing at it! They fight on top of the mountain! With lots of rain and lightnings and the swinging of mighty axes with sparks that fly off the metal that sometimes happens when you hit something metal with something else that is also made from metals.
claCLAK! claCLAK! claCLAK!
AND THEN!
something seems to spook grobble. He drops the clacking sticks
Dwin won the fight THE END.
Grobble scurries off…
So long, farewell, goodbye!
-and disappears into the darkness_
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Alvaniel eyes the goblin, but gives him a wide berth, as she has heard of such a goblin scampering around Norwick. She keeps an eye on his doings.
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falls
Oohf … I fall beneath the might of your powerful shoving.
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Every once in a while Brumir Silverhammer comes by the Fairgrounds and shoves Grobble.
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During quieter hours, Grobble unloads a small pile of digging tools and begins marking out an area in the fairground. He strings out a squarish area about ten meters by ten meters. He has a rope with twelve evenly spaced knots, and seems to be fussing over the corners being right angles, attempting to make a 3-4-5 triangle out of the knotted rope. He is quick to flash his "DOLVAK" clan rune token to anyone approaching.
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*after some comments about his smell, Grobble begins to make enquires about scented soaps at the general stores.
