Session 92.2

Glitch has connected.

RAM has connected.

RAM:Boo!

Tokens dropped onto map 'Grasslands'RAM:Ooh, one of them has a unique token!

RAM:He must be important!

Glitch:He's the one Gamal already met.

Glitch:(...I thought Traki already gave birth? &gt;.&gt; )

Liatai:She did. One moment. :B

Liatai:There. :B

Glitch:x3

Liatai:Hm. I'm tempted to retcon Old Shukek a little and make him a spirit shaman instead of a sorcerer/ranger combo. But I'm not sure yet. &gt;:d

RAM:A 6 HD Goblin? He must be one tough summabitch.

Glitch:That would be Grapmak Swiftaxe, yes.

Glitch:Name is not a coincidence.

* RAM doesn't get it. :/

Glitch:(the tribe is called &quot;The Swiftaxes&quot;? )

RAM:...

RAM:<font color="#990000">Well, that's blatantly obvious.

* RAM thought you wre referring to his first name.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I almost forgot!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Most important token!

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I meant he's the leader, and that's why he has 6HD. xD

GM:<font color="#000000">Now we're ready! \o/

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Hiiiiiii DM. x3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Well then!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">:D

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Hi Mink!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">TACKLEHUGSQUEEZE!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">A few days (not exactly determined) after the Crane Farm raid...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt heads through the HQ. &quot;I'm going out for a few hours.&quot; He informs the others. &quot;The Swiftaxes got a new den, I'm going to visit them.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">:o

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Doze are de Goblins, ja?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;The goblins I told you about, yes.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Delayed hug reaction, but yaaaaaay hugs!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Kan Hy kome?&quot; :D

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">\o/

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt shrugs. &quot;Sure! Don't see why not.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">:D

GM:<font color="#000000">Just in case. :3

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">Yaaaay Deffbike! :D

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Well, unless Shankfang reeeally wants to use his boke, Gnogglebolt would opt for walking...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">*bike

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">Aww. &gt;: Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">I would take that as him really wanting to use his bike. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Either way!

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">Yaay! \o/

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Gotta make a good first impression!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Within minutes, Gnogglebolt directs Shankfang to a location just outside of Castleton's walls, based on what Drit told him. Navigating by landmarks, the machine-riding duo come to the entrance of the den, which looks like...?

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">VVVRRRRRROOOOOOOM!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(wait, is Ezekiel still with them?)

RAM:<font color="#990000">Ezekiel, from the Book of Ezekiel? :.

RAM:<font color="#990000">The Hebrew Prophet?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Ezekiel &quot;Zeek&quot; Chirehan, a 'monstrous' anthropologist. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">A neat, small cave. A few goblins can be seen outside in tents, working on various things, but they all bolt for the underground as the noisy machine thunders close. Well, except for four goblins, one of whom is very small, who quickly sadlle up worgs and ride out to meet the incoming Mazian device.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">He's the guy Gnogglebolt found to help them adjust to city life.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">At any rate...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Once Shankfang brings the bike to a stop, Gnogglebolt sees the incoming worgs. That's...actually a pretty good defense response to a big unknown thing.

* Shankfang the Deffrider waves.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Haloo!&quot; :D

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He hops off the bike quickly and raises his hands. &quot;Very good! Excellent bravery, good quick response!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Er, actually.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;(He called that out in Goblin :B )&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I don't know Goblin! D: Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He then stands still and waits for the worgriders to surround him, to see how they'll handle the situation.

Old Shukek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Halt! Who goes -- oh! It's you!&quot; An old goblin at the head of the pack grins at Gnogglebolt, after that Common hail.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Old Shukek? Aha, back in the saddle?&quot; Gnogglebolt replies in Common.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hi!&quot; :D

Trak:<font color="#000000">The small goblin eyes the device and riders warily, holding a small spear like the others. Gotta be sharp as a worg-rider! &gt;:3 !

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt takes note of the young goblin. He seems to be taking to his lessons well.

Old Shukek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hah! Back from where?&quot; The old goblin reaches down and pats the equally ancient worg. &quot;(At ease!)&quot; he commands the others in Goblin, and they lower their weapons. &quot;What brings you out here, Gnogglebolt Virkoth? And who's your escort?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy'm Shenkfang, de Deffrider!&quot;

Old Shukek:<font color="#000000">&quot;... come again?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Shenkfang de Deffrider!&quot; :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just a simple visit to say hi to everyone and see you in your new home, and talk with Grapmak some. I caught Drit in Casteton a few days ago, he said Grapmak wanted to see me.&quot;Gnogglebolt looks over his shoulder. &quot;And that would be Shankfang. He actually comes from Mazio, like I do.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks in the direction of the cave where most of the goblins bolted to. &quot;Terribly sorry about the scare, by the way.&quot;

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">Vrrrrrrr.

Frozglek:<font color="#000000">Grrrrrr.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Vrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway, Shankfang here was just interested in meeting you. A friendly tribe of goblins is indeed a curiosity.&quot;

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">Oops.

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">Vrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ja, Hy hef never heard uf it before!&quot;

Old Shukek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shankfang. Orcblood, then. Hah, don't mind the scare. A good response when there's actually no danger helps practice for when there actually is trouble!&quot; The old goblin turns to the young one. &quot;(Trak, ride in and tell Grapmak that Gnogglebolt is here to talk to him.)&quot;

Trak:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Yes sir!)&quot; The little goblin salutes, then rides off into the cave.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed, indeed! Must always keep on toes. So...permission to enter your home?&quot; Gnogglebolt says, smiling.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ja, my daddy vas an Orc.&quot; :3

Old Shukek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Grapmak'll probably want to come out to talk with you. Keeps the newbies from getting any bright ideas, too.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ideas?&quot; :.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...hmm? Oh yes, the new recruits from other tribes. They haven't had...quite the same experiences the rest of you have had, I don't suppose.&quot;

Old Shukek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sure. Like attacking visitors to show off their strength. Bad habit. Grapmak's working on breaking them of it.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I see.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ooh, dat kould be fun.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy hefn't had a goot rumble in a vhile.&quot; &gt;:3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt snaps his head back to Shankfang. &quot;No.&quot; 8[

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vat? Hy vouldn' hurt hennyone...&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Too bad.&quot; :B

Kranik:<font color="#000000">Another worg-rider, noticeably pregnant, seems to be sizing up Shankfang.

* Shankfang the Deffrider notices, smiles and waves. :3

Krunk:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Don't. Grapmak'll brain us all.)&quot;

Kranik:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Bah.)&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">At any rate, Gnogglebolt leans up against the Deffbike to rest while waiting. He looks at Kranik--and snickers at something that was said between them.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(ggr, one sec while I look up Akellon wiki for something...)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vat did dey say?&quot; :.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy kan' schpeak Goblin.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nothing.&quot; Gnogglebolt says with a smirk.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">:/

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;Hy don' suppose henny uf hyu know Orceesh, do hyu? It's similar to Goblin, right?&quot;)

Old Shukek:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Nope, no Orcish at all,)&quot; says the old goblin casually.

Old Shukek:<font color="#000000">In Orcish. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Aha, -that- was his name.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks at Kranik. &quot;(How's Razzik's legacy doing?)&quot; He asks in Goblin, nodding to her.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">:B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Shankfang might notice that Gnogglebolt appeared to be nodding to the fact she is pregnant.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;De old vun is schmott.&quot;

Kranik:<font color="#000000">The pregnant goblin nods back. &quot;(Fine. Getting in the way of a good fight, though.)&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt tilts his head towards Shankfang. &quot;That's how it tends to go. Most goblins don't reach old age without knowing a few tricks.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt snorts and shakes his head.

Old Shukek:<font color="#000000">&quot;(We're going to need Dosemz to keep the two of them tied down in bed and out of the saddle in a month or so,)&quot; the old goblin snorts, which earns him a defiant glare from the female goblin.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">At that, Gnogglebolt chuckles and rubs his forehead while shaking his head again. He then looks up to Shankfang at his side, who's probably confused.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Very.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; The father of her child is one of the ones who died by the necromancers at the old dens, before we got there. &quot; Gnogglebolt says solemnly.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ah.&quot; &gt;: Trak:<font color="#000000">After a while, the young goblin and worg come loping out of the tunnels again. &quot;(They're coming!)&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt perks up and stands up properly, not leaning on the bike anymore. &quot;And here comes the cheif.&quot; Gnogglebolt says to Shankfang.

Old Shukek:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Right! Everyone at attention, hop to it!)&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">:3

* Shankfang the Deffrider is still sitting on his Deffbike.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Bikerdude look GO! :B

Grapmak:<font color="#000000">Four goblins exit the mouth of the cave; one is dressed in red-dyed worn linen robes. Another, older-looking goblin has his neck and the lower part of his face covered by a red scarf, and is flanked by a smaller nine-fingered goblin in leather armor with a red arm-band. At the forefront of the group is a tall (for his species), muscular goblin dressed in red chainmail armor, with a battleaxe hanging at his side.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Haloo!&quot; :D

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Wave wave wave!

Grapmak:<font color="#000000">The big goblin folds his arms, looking the Deffbike and its riders up and down, before nodding. &quot;Gnogglebolt Virkoth. It is good to see you.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt quickly whispers out the identities of the goblins to Shankfang for his benefit. &quot; The big one in front is obviously the leader, Grapmak. The one in the robes is Nintrok, their prophet. The one with the scarf is Drit, he's mute but he's one of the smartest and sneakiest of them. The one with the armband is Slat, Drit's translator.&quot;

* Shankfang the Deffrider nods.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Likewise, Grapmak Swiftaxe. My schedule has finally been freed up some with the completion of another mission, and as I'm sure Drit told you, he suggested I visit after you were all moved into your new home.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I also believe some introductions are in order.&quot; Gnogglebolt turns his head to the halforc beside him. &quot;This is Shankfang. He comes from Mazio, like I do. He's a new addition to our group, and he wanted to meet you all after I told him about you.&quot;

* Grapmak nods to Shankfang.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Shenkfang de Deffrider. Hy'm pleased to meet hyu!&quot;

Grapmak:<font color="#000000">&quot;... and that strange machine that sent a quarter of my tribe running?&quot; The goblin smirks; a few curious eyes can be seen within the cave peeking out at the device.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Iz my Deffbike!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Her name iz Dragula.&quot; :3

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">Vrrrrr.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's a small, few-person Mazian machine for rapid overland travel.&quot;

Nintrok:<font color="#000000">&quot;... is she... alive?&quot; &gt;.&gt;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oh, nein.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...and I guess we're used to it having grown up around machines like this, but I suppose it is rather loud...&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;She iz not.&quot; :B

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">Depending on who you ask, anyway. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh yeah, just an affectionate attachment. You know, like naming a sword?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Or a gun.&quot; :B

Nintrok:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gun?&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">-- OH FRIG.

GM:<font color="#000000">I FORGOT NINTROK DOESN'T SPEAK COMMON.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">...uhoh.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">...oh. xD

GM:<font color="#000000">*facedesk*

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Umm...pretend Grapmak said that, or Nintrok said it in Goblin and someone else translated? ^^;

GM:<font color="#000000">Uhhhh. He learned it when he levelled up? :B

* GM facedesks again. =3=

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Translators work. :B

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ja, gun!&quot; :3

* Shankfang the Deffrider pulls out...does he have Rose at this point? :.

GM:<font color="#000000">Yeah let's say he learned it when he levelled up. =3=;;;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;A common Mazian weapon, un...&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">BRB, cat attack.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I warn you first, but like other Mazian things, it is loud. Would you like a demonstration?&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Hi Cocoa! :D

Grapmak:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let's not.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Smart, I suppose.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sorry, Shankfang.&quot;

Grapmak:<font color="#000000">&quot;The young worgs still startle easily.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good point.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Aww.&quot; &gt;: Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So...&quot; Gnogglebolt gestures to the cave in the background. &quot;A new home! I must admit to being slightly surprised when I learned you moved out of Castleton city limits, but since you decided on it, I'm sure it was for a good reason.&quot;

* Grapmak nods. &quot;Too many goblins, too little space, too little money for a bigger space. Many of us were hungry for the security of a cave. The workers drive to the city every day in a worg-drawn cart, or horse-drawn if Zeke is here. Now, we have room and the resources to build a proper worg pack and train warriors for defense.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt nods. &quot;Very good then. Though, you're not adverse to calling for help from the city in an emergency, right?&quot;

Grapmak:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right. As long as the city is not averse to helping us in an emergency.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. Hmm. If you can get friendly with some merchant-traders who have something you could use and you can get them to come out here regularly, that should put in some good words for you.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Humans are willing to waive a lot of personal hangups if there's money involved.&quot; Gnogglebolt winks.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Troof.&quot;

Grapmak:<font color="#000000">&quot;We plan to start planting in the spring on the far side of the hill. Something to sell. Something to keep the non-workers busy and fed. Right now some of them are making simple things. Pottery, wood things. Crang is trying to create a market for thudrud. Not going well. Humans like weak alcohol.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Try any local dwarves, though they may prefer their own brews.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt starts.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Thudrud?&quot; :/

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">*:.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh! Speaking of money, -and- of planting crops...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt's thought trials off for a moment as he wince-grins. &quot;I...hmm. I don't know if you'd like it, Shankfang, but if you do...well. That might be Crang's market right there...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's a goblin alcohol. Very...ah. Hmm.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sharp.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Sounds tasty.: :9

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I've never actually tasted it, but I've smelled it...ah, well.&quot; Gnogglebolt turns to Grapmak. &quot;I don't suppose he has samples at the moment?&quot;

Grapmak:<font color="#000000">&quot;He's in the city, working today. He helps clean up a brewery. Very happy with that job.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Heh. I'll bet.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway, where was I...ah yes.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't suppose there are still some goblins at home who could do with a few extra jobs to bring in money and supplies for the tribe? Ones who would be okay with working mostly alone on farming, but near a human? (Which I suppose would be anyone who's not a newcomer who hasn't adjusted to your ways yet...)&quot;

* Grapmak arches an eyebrow. &quot;Go on.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well. It actually has to do with the mission I mentioned earlier that we got done with a few days ago.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's a farm not too far from here, owned by one old, alone human. It was being used as a hideout by some slaughter-cultists. We went in, cleaned them out, and had all the curses on the place lifted. The poor man's been struggling since most of his fields were suffering under that blight, and he had no farmhands... (well, he did, but that farmhand was actually one of the cultists we bagged...)&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway. He may be looking for some new farmhands, if he doesn't decide to just sell the whole place off.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I told him if not, I knew a group of hard-working smallfolk...&quot;

Grapmak:<font color="#000000">&quot;If this farmer has the spaces and the will, we will find the workers to fill the spaces.&quot; Grapmak nods. &quot;Where?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt tells out a series of landmark-based directions. &quot;But don't go over there just yet, wait until I send you a message when I know that he is, in fact, looking for workers.&quot; (OOC: as this is well before Sszeyl's mini of meeting with the man. :B )

* Grapmak nods again, and Drit writes down the directions.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm...oh yeah, and how's Dosemz doing? Drit said he was still skulking and grumpy, and may have been doing a few worrying things.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do you think he's still going to be any trouble?&quot;

Grapmak:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh. He attempted a mutiny.&quot; Said off-handedly.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt grimaces.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Evidently it failed.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">:/

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But what was the fallout from that?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy kan beat it out uf him if hyu vant.&quot; &gt;:3

Grapmak:<font color="#000000">&quot;Didn't get far. He works under his former apprentice now.&quot; The big goblin nods to Nintrok.

Grapmak:<font color="#000000">&quot;If he knows what's good for him, he'll stay there.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ohhh, he can't be too happy about that...&quot; Gnogglebolt says as he covers his mouth, apparently trying not to laugh.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Although I bet it was a good example made of him, however you dealt with it, to show to all the newcomers to think twice about challenging you as well, huh?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why, I bet Dosemz tried to get a few of them in on the mutiny, didn't he?&quot;

* Grapmak nods, with a grim smile.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Drit was saying how a few of the new hotheads keep trying to scuffle with you for leadership. Has that gone down any since Dosemz' attempt?&quot;

Grapmak:<font color="#000000">&quot;Some. It's good. Keeps you sharp and watchful.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll bet. Well...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anything else notable? Or, Shankfang, do you have any questions you want to ask them?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Are hyu sure Hy kan' hef a rumble vith henny uf dem?&quot; :3

* Grapmak looks over Shankfang.

Grapmak:<font color="#000000">&quot;You are a friend of Virkoth. It would not be right.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Aww.&quot; &gt;: Grapmak:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anything else?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nothing much that I can think of...just great to see things are progressing well enough, and that nothing too bad has happened. Keep moving forward!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;--Oh yeah, and I -still- haven't forgotten about Schink, it's just, it's turning out a little more difficult than I had expected, and I've been so busy making things necessary for all the missions I go out on with my group...&quot;

Grapmak:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hm.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Shall we leave off there?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">I suppose, though I was going to ask IC to Shankfang on the bikeride back if he had any questions or wanted an explanation of anything that happened back there.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Ram; does he? (or you? ;P )

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Nope, he's good. :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">alrighty then. Yep, guess we're good.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">So...bringin' down server, save your logs after! back to irc!

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