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Post by The Judicator on Jun 1, 2006 20:47:22 GMT -5
PESMERGA IS ALREADY SIGNED IN FOR THIS ONE.
Little Sophie, a 9 year old girl, lost her necklace in the woods when she was attacked by a small gang of goblins. She managed to escape, but she lost her necklace. Said necklace was given to her my her mother before she died, so it means a lot to her.
OBJECTIVES: Go into the woods, kill the goblins, and retrieve the necklace.
(By the time you begin, you have already spoken to Sophie and know what path she took.)
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Post by Pesmerga on Jun 1, 2006 21:06:32 GMT -5
Lucky for little Sophie, Pesmerga had been walking around when she was running and crying, well, like a 9 yr old girl. She explained the situation to him and he felt bad for her so he decided to help. Turning his sense of smell to that of a dog he got her scent in order to search out the necklace.
Before he set out he quickly pulled from his cubes his 1911 colts, a flame thrower, and 10 HE hand grenades. He kept them miniturized and in a small pouch. He figured that wondering around as a human wouldn't be a good idea so he turned into a wolf and took off down the path looking for the foul smell of Goblins and the sweet scent of the necklace.
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Post by The Judicator on Jun 4, 2006 15:19:53 GMT -5
After some time of travel through the wood, you catch the scent of goblins. You follow the foul stench and stumble upon a small goblin encampment. There are five tents. A bonfire is in the middle, with three goblins around it. Two have daggers, one has a club. From here, you cannot see the necklace.
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Post by Pesmerga on Jun 4, 2006 22:39:08 GMT -5
Pesmerga finds the source of the foul smell and sees three goblins around a fire. He wants to make this interesting so he decideds to turn into one of the goblins but he needed to find out which one to use. Since there were five tents he assumed there would be two more goblins, either in the tent, or currently out. It was time to do some scouting. He backed away from the camp not to alarm the others and transformed into a small bug. He then flew back to the camp and began checking the tents to find a victim.
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Post by The Judicator on Jun 5, 2006 19:29:38 GMT -5
There is a sleeping goblin alone in his tent.
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Post by Pesmerga on Jun 5, 2006 22:54:14 GMT -5
Pesmerga found a victim, sleeping soundly. He decided he would assume his identity, by force. As he hovered over him he shifted quickly to look like the one before him and now stood over him. He drew a dagger from the goblin and lodged it into his throat to stop him from screaming. All this was muffled by the loud laughs from the others outside. Pesmerga dressed himself in the goblins clothes and concealed miniature weapons to be used later in it. Once ready he stepped out of the tent and approached the others speaking in goblin tongue. As he sat down he looked at them and jumped in on the conversation.
"So guys, why are we still here, we got what we wanted from that whiny little brat back there, where is that shiny thing anyway? I'm hungry, share some of that rat over there!."
The goblin language was an easy one to learn and he picked it up ages ago. The beasts were pretty simple but some of the more complex ones and higher on the food chain showed extreme intelligence and it showed in the way they communicated.
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Post by The Judicator on Jun 6, 2006 0:31:10 GMT -5
One goblin passes you a rat on a stick which was over the fire. The other one talks to you.
"Chief has the shiny thingy... I wanna see it again..."
"I should have killed little girl..."
"No, eaten her."
They continued to argue.
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Post by Pesmerga on Jun 6, 2006 1:11:48 GMT -5
Pesmerga let out a sick goblin laugh and exclaimed,
"We should have killed, then eaten her!"
After laughing for a bit he calmed himself down and took a chunk out of the rat. He chewed it violently letting some fall to the ground. He looked at the one that handed him the rat and asked,
"Where is the Chief, I want to see it again too!"
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Post by The Judicator on Jun 6, 2006 1:28:28 GMT -5
"can't"
"no one is allowed to see Chief"
The goblins both grab a rat and start eating
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Post by Pesmerga on Jun 6, 2006 2:13:46 GMT -5
"And why is that?!"
Pesmerga sneered at the others as he took a chunk out of the rat.
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Post by The Judicator on Jun 6, 2006 8:49:25 GMT -5
"He likes privacy..."
"And he doesn't want people to kill him."
"You know how goblin hei- . . . heiar- . . . (trying to pronounce heiarchy)
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Post by Pesmerga on Jun 6, 2006 8:55:12 GMT -5
"Well of course he wants his privacy, but isn't he going to come out sometime? Besides, where is he? I saw a few more people wandering around and they looked like easy pickings, I figured he'd want in on it!"
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Post by The Judicator on Jun 6, 2006 18:58:13 GMT -5
"OooO! More peoples!!"
*One goblin runs off. The other stays.*
"Moron..."
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Post by Pesmerga on Jun 6, 2006 19:01:55 GMT -5
"Quickly get the chief and we shall have a grand meal. There were four of them, all kids, the meat will be so tender..."
Pesmerga began to drool as the thought of eating the most tender of meals crossed his mind.
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Post by The Judicator on Jun 6, 2006 19:03:44 GMT -5
"Forget the chief. He wont show me shiny, so I no give him kid meat!"
The goblin said, running off.
In front of the chief's tent are two goblins on guard. Each has a spear.
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