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<blockquote data-quote="Samnell" data-source="post: 1207" data-attributes="member: 130"><p>II-Rudely Awakened</p><p>Wherein our hero finds a solution to his problems.</p><p></p><p>Meepo was sleeping. He slept a lot. He didn't think there was any point in being awake when he died. Meepo's kobold-born, dragon-blooded courage would only see that he died with an empty bladder and bowells.</p><p></p><p>The nightmares came. Thoughts of revenge on Yusdrayl and the rest didn't last long as the grim reality of his ruined life hit home. There was no point in running away. The goblins would kill him, or the giant rats, or the kobolds themselves when they caught him. He'd rather die well-rested than tired after a long chase.</p><p></p><p>What was that? Did Meepo hear something? Meepo started out of his sleep. He heard speaking...it wasn't goblin voices or kobold voices. Those were humans. Humans had come. Visions of gigantic human warriors shattering kobold caverns and warrens flooded his mind.</p><p></p><p>Meepo remembered the story of Kenrop, the kobold who stood up to the humans and ordered them to make nice. The humans killed him and fed him to gnomes. Gnomes...the only thing worse than humans, dwarves, and weakling elves that didn't even taste good. Kenrop was stupid and got what he deserved. Every hatchling was told his story so they'd know that only the stupid stood out where they could be killed and order enemies around.</p><p></p><p>Smart kobolds were like Ninlag. They knew you made traps for your enemies. Then when they were caught in the trap you came and killed them. Never try to kill something until you're sure it can't fight back was his motto. And if you had to fight, a smart kobold fought like Lirkuhno. He was a mighty leader to conquered a whole gnome city. Lirkuhno snuck around, laying traps with Ninlag and sending out a stupid kobold like Kenrop to draw the gnomes into the traps. Once most of the gnome warriors were killed in or by the traps, those left came boiling out into the forest where Lirkuhno left his army.</p><p></p><p>The army followed Lirkuhno's plan and broke up into small parties that kept moving and wore the gnomes down to bloody streaks in the forest grass with ambush after ambush.</p><p></p><p>But here Meepo was playing Kenrop. Yusdrayl, cursed Yusdrayl, had left him here to die. Now the humans were coming. Meepo hid under his blankets and rags. He tried to stay still but couldn't stop trembling.</p><p></p><p>The humans came in. He could hear them moving around, and breathing. Humans were so loud and stupid. Lirkuhno should have killed them instead of gnomes. Gnomes anyone could kill. If Lirkuhno killed these stupid, loud humans, they wouldn't be here getting ready to kill poor Meepo.</p><p></p><p>Then something hard touched Meepo through his rags. His thoughts shattered into shards of razor-edge panic as he desperately threw himself out of the rags in a roll. He came up and stood terror-stricken for a moment before collapsing into a small ball, sitting on his tail with his legs drawn up and his arms folded over his head.</p><p></p><p>"No kill Meepo! No Kill Meepo!" Meepo screamed in human. He learned some of it from listening to a few humans the clan kept as slaves when he was young, until the clan got hungry anyway.</p><p></p><p>His glowing red eyes looked out from under his arms and between his knees. Meepo gazed upon the humans who would kill him.</p><p></p><p>Two weren't human at all. One was a wolf, like those that ran under the accursed sun that hurt Meepo's eyes. The sun was jealous of kobolds, so it hurt them. But the sun was stupid and didn't know that kobolds liked underground more anyway.</p><p></p><p>The other non-human wasn't a giant like the humans. He was ugly, but about as tall as a kobold. His face was burned. His name was Burble.</p><p></p><p>The humans were many and different. One wore metal scales, like a dragon's. He had a big sword. Meepo would learn his name to be Lorn.</p><p></p><p>Another was a female of their kind, the only she with them. She was Rhea.</p><p></p><p>Then there was the ugly one, with the yellow hair like the stupid sun. He was Rowland.</p><p></p><p>There was a quiet one with a huge bow. He stood behind the others. They called him Bryant.</p><p></p><p>The last one held a great spear, pointed right at Meepo. He had pointed ears. He was called Embrill, but Meepo would soon know him by another name.</p><p></p><p>Embrill asked many questions, and the halfling asked more. Meepo let his anguish over Calcryx's loss pour out in tears and sniffles. Humans were stupid. They fell for things like that. He was surprised when they didn't break out into tears or try to comfort him like he'd heard they might, but he could tell his mentions of rewards were enticing them. Meepo imagined the humans returning Calcryx to get Yusdrayl's reward and then shortly after when Calcryx ripped out Yusdrayl's throat with her great jaws.</p><p></p><p>The humans were foolish enough to fall for it. Meepo carefully avoided promising a reward himself, but made sure they knew Yusdrayl might give them one. They took his bait and Meepo led them to Yusdrayl. She wasted no time getting down to business with the humans.</p><p></p><p>"Why have you come here and what do you want of Yusdrayl?" Yusdrayl asked them in the common tongue. She knew more of it than Meepo. As Yusdrayl spoke, Burble saw Yusdrayl's magic on the altar behind her. He stepped over to one side to get a better view. Meepo smiled to himself. Yusdrayl's magic would be a fair trade for his vengeance.</p><p></p><p>The metal-clad Lorn told the boy, Rowland, that he should talk to Yusdrayl since Rowland spoke the tongue of dragons. Lorn was right, but Rowland spoke a stupid-sounding version of it. The boy begged off, saying that kobolds didn't speak the true tongue of dragons. Meepo made a note of how stupid the boy was.</p><p></p><p>Embrill spoke first, "We wish nothing of you in specific, Yusdrayl. We simply came along at the asking of Meepo who says that you've lost your clan's dragon. Would you tell us more?"</p><p></p><p>Yusdrayl drew herself up and fixed her glowing red eyes on Embrill. "The putrid goblins stole our dragon! If you return it to us, I shall use my vast powers to grant you a reward. Perhaps you would like the key your halfling is staring at." She flicks a dismissive finger at Burble. "Yes...when you go, Meepo shall accompany you. He will be my agent in your party, to ensure my interests remain paramount in your minds. I will suffer your questions now."</p><p></p><p>Meepo expected as much and didn't mind. The humans could risk their lives while he hid in the back of the group when the goblins attacked. It was the only smart thing to do. If it looked like the goblins were killing off the humans, Meepo would run or try to take a few from behind to put himself in the goblins' favor. It was the kobold way.</p><p></p><p>Lorn was the first with a question. "We are unfamiliar with these caverns," says Lorn. "Any tactical information you can provide us about the goblins would assist us in returning your dragon." Meepo hardly understood half his jabbering, but thought it was about killing goblins.</p><p></p><p>Burble asked his own questions right after. "Yusdrayl, I ask you these, to give us some more background. One, how many Goblins do we face? Have they support from other types of creatures? How long ago was the dragon taken and what does it look like? What is the exact reward that they will give us for its return? Have they seen or heard of any sign of the two kids we are looking for or their henchmen, the ranger and the priest?"</p><p></p><p>Meepo understood that. He vaguely remembered some other humans who came through before, but he hadn't paid them much mind. He was tending Calcryx when they came. Burble sounded interested. Meepo was right about the humans, they would do it.</p><p></p><p>"I know not how many goblins there are. They are many and foul. The dragon-theiving goblins serve Belak, the Outcast. They stole our dragon over a week ago. It is a mighty dragon with green scales. It is longer you are tall, halfling. I will reward you with the key you are staring at if you return Calcryx...or one of these." Yusdrayl reached behind herself and drew several of the objects that Burble had been trying to get a clear look at into the light. In her right hand she held two scrolls. She quickly darted her other hand back and produced a small metal flask and a small feather. Yusdrayl then shook the flask so all could hear the sloshing of liquid inside. "This is a cure for disease...disease the rats carry. We found it on a goblin. He told me there was more behind the door carved with fish, but we could not open it! If you open the door and bring us back more, I will give you one more of the things I have shown." Yusdrayl smiled. "And the humans...they fought the goblins. They did not return. If you do the things I ask, you will have safe passage and be rewarded as I have said."</p><p></p><p>So Yusdrayl wanted them to open the fish door? Meepo knew it well. It was just beyond Calcryx's room. He wondered what she really thought was beyond it. It might be potions to get rid of the rat sickness, but Meepo knew Yusdrayl wouldn't bargain so much of her magic away for just a potion when the rat sickness could be survived by the strong. There must be some other treasure there she wanted more...perhaps something Meepo could use against her.</p><p></p><p>Burble, still looking at the key and wondering what it might open, nodded. "Ok lady, you may just have a deal here. If my companions are willing, we will try to get your dragon back, alive if we can, or at least his body if the goblins have killed it. If Meepo is willing, we can use him as our guide and to handle the dragon, as it might not want to listen or follow us. Not sure which fish door you might be talking about, but we can discuss that later, I just want to make sure that you will stand by your offer. I am willing to keep my word, but I warn you, play me for a fool and I will get even. Now I will, seeing that the humans have gotten captured, you have any idea if it is the goblins that have them or is it this Belak that would have them to himself? This Belak, is he human or a goblin? And why is he an outcast? Also, if we come across some good treasures, would you be willing to trade those scrolls and potions you got there? Lastly, the key, you know what it opens?"</p><p></p><p>Meepo hardly knew anything about Belak, save that he lived below and controlled the goblins. If Yusdrayl knew more she might tell the humans. Meepo paid close attention. Belak could factor into his own plans.</p><p></p><p>"Meepo will accompany you. He has no choice." Yusdrayl declared. Meepo nodded enthusiastically, hoping both to give no hint of his plans to Yusdrayl and to ingratiate himself to the humans. "Belak is a human, who dwells in the Twilight Grove below. He calls himself the Outcast." Yusdrayl continued, answering questions in turn. Her final words surprised Meepo the most. "I will consider trading my treasures for other treasures, if they are worthy. The key opens the way to great tresures of the past. You would be pleased with it. It is magical."</p><p></p><p>The key must be worthless, or Yusdrayl didn't truly know what it opened. Perhaps she even feared what it might open. This could be useful to Meepo.</p><p></p><p>Burble agreed to the deal with Yusdrayl and asked more about Calcryx. Meepo was happy to answer the halfling. "Meepo show traps. Meepo tell about Calcryx. Calcryx good dragon. Goblins steal her. She breathes, makes chest hurt. Sometimes kill. Meepo make nice to Calcryx. You make nice too, Calcryx come home." Best to play the fool, Meepo thought. They could know some, but not all. If they knew everything about Calcryx they might abandon the deal with Yusdrayl and go on finding the other stupid humans.</p><p></p><p>Buble bid Meepo walk with him at the front, and Meepo saw a chance. The halfling trusted him enough to let him near. It was an opening to ingratiate himself more."Calcryx breathes lots. Not all the time, but lots. Maybe few minutes when Calcryx wants not make nice." was Meepo's reply to Burble's question about how how often Calcryx could breathe her stinging green gas.</p><p></p><p>Burble seemed hesitant for a moment. Meepo wondered if he'd decided to back out of the deal, which would ruin his plans yet again. "Ok Meepo, you just be sure to help us and stop Calcryx from being naughty." Meepo relaxed. The fool was still willing to rescue the dragon. He seemed to be the leader. Burble talked the most and even though the others didn't seem to get along, they were following his lead.</p><p></p><p>Meepo cringed when Burble told him to lead the way. Leading the way would mean he caught the first arrow a goblin was kind enough to throw his way. There was no helping it, though. Time to play the loyal kobold game. Meepo led the humans back out of the kobold territory into the back way towards the goblin-infested parts of the fortress.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Samnell, post: 1207, member: 130"] II-Rudely Awakened Wherein our hero finds a solution to his problems. Meepo was sleeping. He slept a lot. He didn't think there was any point in being awake when he died. Meepo's kobold-born, dragon-blooded courage would only see that he died with an empty bladder and bowells. The nightmares came. Thoughts of revenge on Yusdrayl and the rest didn't last long as the grim reality of his ruined life hit home. There was no point in running away. The goblins would kill him, or the giant rats, or the kobolds themselves when they caught him. He'd rather die well-rested than tired after a long chase. What was that? Did Meepo hear something? Meepo started out of his sleep. He heard speaking...it wasn't goblin voices or kobold voices. Those were humans. Humans had come. Visions of gigantic human warriors shattering kobold caverns and warrens flooded his mind. Meepo remembered the story of Kenrop, the kobold who stood up to the humans and ordered them to make nice. The humans killed him and fed him to gnomes. Gnomes...the only thing worse than humans, dwarves, and weakling elves that didn't even taste good. Kenrop was stupid and got what he deserved. Every hatchling was told his story so they'd know that only the stupid stood out where they could be killed and order enemies around. Smart kobolds were like Ninlag. They knew you made traps for your enemies. Then when they were caught in the trap you came and killed them. Never try to kill something until you're sure it can't fight back was his motto. And if you had to fight, a smart kobold fought like Lirkuhno. He was a mighty leader to conquered a whole gnome city. Lirkuhno snuck around, laying traps with Ninlag and sending out a stupid kobold like Kenrop to draw the gnomes into the traps. Once most of the gnome warriors were killed in or by the traps, those left came boiling out into the forest where Lirkuhno left his army. The army followed Lirkuhno's plan and broke up into small parties that kept moving and wore the gnomes down to bloody streaks in the forest grass with ambush after ambush. But here Meepo was playing Kenrop. Yusdrayl, cursed Yusdrayl, had left him here to die. Now the humans were coming. Meepo hid under his blankets and rags. He tried to stay still but couldn't stop trembling. The humans came in. He could hear them moving around, and breathing. Humans were so loud and stupid. Lirkuhno should have killed them instead of gnomes. Gnomes anyone could kill. If Lirkuhno killed these stupid, loud humans, they wouldn't be here getting ready to kill poor Meepo. Then something hard touched Meepo through his rags. His thoughts shattered into shards of razor-edge panic as he desperately threw himself out of the rags in a roll. He came up and stood terror-stricken for a moment before collapsing into a small ball, sitting on his tail with his legs drawn up and his arms folded over his head. "No kill Meepo! No Kill Meepo!" Meepo screamed in human. He learned some of it from listening to a few humans the clan kept as slaves when he was young, until the clan got hungry anyway. His glowing red eyes looked out from under his arms and between his knees. Meepo gazed upon the humans who would kill him. Two weren't human at all. One was a wolf, like those that ran under the accursed sun that hurt Meepo's eyes. The sun was jealous of kobolds, so it hurt them. But the sun was stupid and didn't know that kobolds liked underground more anyway. The other non-human wasn't a giant like the humans. He was ugly, but about as tall as a kobold. His face was burned. His name was Burble. The humans were many and different. One wore metal scales, like a dragon's. He had a big sword. Meepo would learn his name to be Lorn. Another was a female of their kind, the only she with them. She was Rhea. Then there was the ugly one, with the yellow hair like the stupid sun. He was Rowland. There was a quiet one with a huge bow. He stood behind the others. They called him Bryant. The last one held a great spear, pointed right at Meepo. He had pointed ears. He was called Embrill, but Meepo would soon know him by another name. Embrill asked many questions, and the halfling asked more. Meepo let his anguish over Calcryx's loss pour out in tears and sniffles. Humans were stupid. They fell for things like that. He was surprised when they didn't break out into tears or try to comfort him like he'd heard they might, but he could tell his mentions of rewards were enticing them. Meepo imagined the humans returning Calcryx to get Yusdrayl's reward and then shortly after when Calcryx ripped out Yusdrayl's throat with her great jaws. The humans were foolish enough to fall for it. Meepo carefully avoided promising a reward himself, but made sure they knew Yusdrayl might give them one. They took his bait and Meepo led them to Yusdrayl. She wasted no time getting down to business with the humans. "Why have you come here and what do you want of Yusdrayl?" Yusdrayl asked them in the common tongue. She knew more of it than Meepo. As Yusdrayl spoke, Burble saw Yusdrayl's magic on the altar behind her. He stepped over to one side to get a better view. Meepo smiled to himself. Yusdrayl's magic would be a fair trade for his vengeance. The metal-clad Lorn told the boy, Rowland, that he should talk to Yusdrayl since Rowland spoke the tongue of dragons. Lorn was right, but Rowland spoke a stupid-sounding version of it. The boy begged off, saying that kobolds didn't speak the true tongue of dragons. Meepo made a note of how stupid the boy was. Embrill spoke first, "We wish nothing of you in specific, Yusdrayl. We simply came along at the asking of Meepo who says that you've lost your clan's dragon. Would you tell us more?" Yusdrayl drew herself up and fixed her glowing red eyes on Embrill. "The putrid goblins stole our dragon! If you return it to us, I shall use my vast powers to grant you a reward. Perhaps you would like the key your halfling is staring at." She flicks a dismissive finger at Burble. "Yes...when you go, Meepo shall accompany you. He will be my agent in your party, to ensure my interests remain paramount in your minds. I will suffer your questions now." Meepo expected as much and didn't mind. The humans could risk their lives while he hid in the back of the group when the goblins attacked. It was the only smart thing to do. If it looked like the goblins were killing off the humans, Meepo would run or try to take a few from behind to put himself in the goblins' favor. It was the kobold way. Lorn was the first with a question. "We are unfamiliar with these caverns," says Lorn. "Any tactical information you can provide us about the goblins would assist us in returning your dragon." Meepo hardly understood half his jabbering, but thought it was about killing goblins. Burble asked his own questions right after. "Yusdrayl, I ask you these, to give us some more background. One, how many Goblins do we face? Have they support from other types of creatures? How long ago was the dragon taken and what does it look like? What is the exact reward that they will give us for its return? Have they seen or heard of any sign of the two kids we are looking for or their henchmen, the ranger and the priest?" Meepo understood that. He vaguely remembered some other humans who came through before, but he hadn't paid them much mind. He was tending Calcryx when they came. Burble sounded interested. Meepo was right about the humans, they would do it. "I know not how many goblins there are. They are many and foul. The dragon-theiving goblins serve Belak, the Outcast. They stole our dragon over a week ago. It is a mighty dragon with green scales. It is longer you are tall, halfling. I will reward you with the key you are staring at if you return Calcryx...or one of these." Yusdrayl reached behind herself and drew several of the objects that Burble had been trying to get a clear look at into the light. In her right hand she held two scrolls. She quickly darted her other hand back and produced a small metal flask and a small feather. Yusdrayl then shook the flask so all could hear the sloshing of liquid inside. "This is a cure for disease...disease the rats carry. We found it on a goblin. He told me there was more behind the door carved with fish, but we could not open it! If you open the door and bring us back more, I will give you one more of the things I have shown." Yusdrayl smiled. "And the humans...they fought the goblins. They did not return. If you do the things I ask, you will have safe passage and be rewarded as I have said." So Yusdrayl wanted them to open the fish door? Meepo knew it well. It was just beyond Calcryx's room. He wondered what she really thought was beyond it. It might be potions to get rid of the rat sickness, but Meepo knew Yusdrayl wouldn't bargain so much of her magic away for just a potion when the rat sickness could be survived by the strong. There must be some other treasure there she wanted more...perhaps something Meepo could use against her. Burble, still looking at the key and wondering what it might open, nodded. "Ok lady, you may just have a deal here. If my companions are willing, we will try to get your dragon back, alive if we can, or at least his body if the goblins have killed it. If Meepo is willing, we can use him as our guide and to handle the dragon, as it might not want to listen or follow us. Not sure which fish door you might be talking about, but we can discuss that later, I just want to make sure that you will stand by your offer. I am willing to keep my word, but I warn you, play me for a fool and I will get even. Now I will, seeing that the humans have gotten captured, you have any idea if it is the goblins that have them or is it this Belak that would have them to himself? This Belak, is he human or a goblin? And why is he an outcast? Also, if we come across some good treasures, would you be willing to trade those scrolls and potions you got there? Lastly, the key, you know what it opens?" Meepo hardly knew anything about Belak, save that he lived below and controlled the goblins. If Yusdrayl knew more she might tell the humans. Meepo paid close attention. Belak could factor into his own plans. "Meepo will accompany you. He has no choice." Yusdrayl declared. Meepo nodded enthusiastically, hoping both to give no hint of his plans to Yusdrayl and to ingratiate himself to the humans. "Belak is a human, who dwells in the Twilight Grove below. He calls himself the Outcast." Yusdrayl continued, answering questions in turn. Her final words surprised Meepo the most. "I will consider trading my treasures for other treasures, if they are worthy. The key opens the way to great tresures of the past. You would be pleased with it. It is magical." The key must be worthless, or Yusdrayl didn't truly know what it opened. Perhaps she even feared what it might open. This could be useful to Meepo. Burble agreed to the deal with Yusdrayl and asked more about Calcryx. Meepo was happy to answer the halfling. "Meepo show traps. Meepo tell about Calcryx. Calcryx good dragon. Goblins steal her. She breathes, makes chest hurt. Sometimes kill. Meepo make nice to Calcryx. You make nice too, Calcryx come home." Best to play the fool, Meepo thought. They could know some, but not all. If they knew everything about Calcryx they might abandon the deal with Yusdrayl and go on finding the other stupid humans. Buble bid Meepo walk with him at the front, and Meepo saw a chance. The halfling trusted him enough to let him near. It was an opening to ingratiate himself more."Calcryx breathes lots. Not all the time, but lots. Maybe few minutes when Calcryx wants not make nice." was Meepo's reply to Burble's question about how how often Calcryx could breathe her stinging green gas. Burble seemed hesitant for a moment. Meepo wondered if he'd decided to back out of the deal, which would ruin his plans yet again. "Ok Meepo, you just be sure to help us and stop Calcryx from being naughty." Meepo relaxed. The fool was still willing to rescue the dragon. He seemed to be the leader. Burble talked the most and even though the others didn't seem to get along, they were following his lead. Meepo cringed when Burble told him to lead the way. Leading the way would mean he caught the first arrow a goblin was kind enough to throw his way. There was no helping it, though. Time to play the loyal kobold game. Meepo led the humans back out of the kobold territory into the back way towards the goblin-infested parts of the fortress. [/QUOTE]
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