Well that was not fun. Sharpe says landing. Here I was, ready to dramatically blot out the sun (or the moon in this case) in some kinda of prophecy foretelling dragar eclipse. I already had my lines planned too "Foolish goblins, I am Yubyub son of Yikyik, your lord and master! Bask in my gloryness and kiss my feet!" and perhaps add in some deep speech and some Lovecraft references.
But then someone, and I won't name any names but it starts with a "D" and has a "R-E-W" in it, goes and sneak attacks the goblin while I am not looking! And he did not even yell sneak attack!
Now lets get the goblin out of here so we can torture him in peace! he says.
But then someone, and I won't name any names but it starts with a "D" and has a "R-E-W" in it, goes and sneak attacks the goblin while I am not looking! And he did not even yell sneak attack!
Now lets get the goblin out of here so we can torture him in peace! he says.