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<blockquote data-quote="Samnell" data-source="post: 1208" data-attributes="member: 130"><p><strong>III-Hot and Cold. Door and Potion.</strong></p><p></p><p>Wherein our hero finds gainful employment.</p><p></p><p>Plans for his glorious revenge warming his heart Meepo led the way to the goblins. He wouldn't be stupid and charge the shorter path to their territory. That was just begging for death. It was something a human would do. As they set out, Meepo instructed the dumb humans on what was going on. It was complicated and required a quick mind to comprehend. Meepo tried anyway, almost sure of failure.</p><p></p><p>"Meepo show back way to Goblins now. They not know we come this way." The kobold motioned for silence hoping the humans would get the idea. If they got killed because they were too loud then Meepo wouldn't be far behind them as the goblins closed in. Revenge was no fun if you were dead.</p><p></p><p>Burble trailed behind Meepo, moving quietly and always looking to the walls and floor. Meepo realized he must be looking for traps. He was a smart one after all. He could almost be a kobold if he kept thinking like that.</p><p></p><p>The corridor Meepo led the humans down ended abruptly in a door and doubt creeped into the kobold's mind. When he opened this door, there could be goblins on the other side just waiting for him. This was the way they came when they stole Calcryx and destroyed his dreams of ruling the tribe from dragonback. Even as he thought of it though, Meepo's dreams flickered once more back into his mind. Through that door was his revenge. Through that door was his dream. He could still see Yusdrayl dead and rule the clan as his own!</p><p></p><p>"Are the Goblins beyond here then? If so, we can take things Meepo. Just make sure that the door is not trapped and can be opened." Burble said, and took his own advice looking over the door. Meepo took a quick step back ostensibly to give the halfling room to work. He nodded to confirm that goblins were beyond. They might not be, but the consequences of lying and finding goblins beyond the door were worse than giving a false warning. Goblin javelins piercing kobold hide was not a sensation Meepo wanted to experience if he could help it. Besides, he was the humans' guide. They needed him.</p><p></p><p>Burble spoke again. "Ok boys and girls, looks like we are about to get into the thick of it, get what spells, weapons, and things you want. I am going to open the door. If we can take whatever guards that might be about quickly, we might be able to stop any of them fleeing and warning the whole compound. Anything you want to say, now is the time. if we can lets try to get a prisoner so we can find out where the dragon is being kept. That is, if any of use speak goblin. I surer the hell don't."</p><p></p><p>Meepo barely concealed his shock. Burble was just as afraid as he was! The halfling was as smart as a kobold. He wanted prisoners and even went so far as to tell his dumb human companions they needed to be quiet. He might be of use to Meepo. An ally, perhaps...</p><p></p><p>Meepo took Burble's invitation to speak, with a whimper in his voice. "Meepo be</p><p>mighty warrior. Meepo kill goblins. Meepo bring Calcryx back." He loaded his crossbow and tried to keep control of his bowells. The humans were tensing and readying weapons too.</p><p></p><p>Burble pushed open the door and revealed an empty room. A door stood at the far end. Meepo relaxed. No goblins. Good, for the moment he still only had the humans to worry about. Them and Burble, anyway. That halfling was too smart. He could be a dangerous foe. Burble and the human female, Rhea, quickly went about searching the room for traps and checking the door. Both of them were too careful. Maybe Meepo could play one against the other. If factions developed in the party he could use it to his advantage.</p><p></p><p>The druid dropped down on the ground and started sniffing some rat droppings. At least the druid was stupid. That was one Meepo wouldn't have to worry about. He spent all his time reminding himself that rat droppings smelled bad. Embrill said the droppings were from rats, but Meepo already knew that. He said something about other footprints, but Meepo didn't care enough to pay attention. There must have been something in it Burble didn't like because he snorted and pointedly turned away from the druid.</p><p></p><p>Just what Meepo needed. If the two didn't get along he might be able to widen that gap. With the party divided Meepo would have an easier time manipulating one party member against another. Burble was obviously far smarter than these stupid giants, so Meepo knew already what faction he would align with.</p><p></p><p>Burble motioned for the others to ready themselves and all fell into line with weapons on hand while the halfling opened the door. In a moment he opened it and revealed another room of similar size to the last, with a hallway going off into darkness opposite the group, a dried-up stone fountain, and a stone door carved with reliefs of skeletal dragons.</p><p></p><p>Instantly Meepo's eyes fell on the door and the dragons carved on it. He wondered if they might be ancestors of his. There were words carved above it. Meepo knew what they said, but Burble motioned for Rowland to translate. The halfling himself moved over to look at the fountain.</p><p></p><p>"Tana Aman Heka Men," which in the tongue of men is "Channel good, open the way." Rowland said.</p><p></p><p>"Any idea what that means? And as for the cold? What cold that be? Some sort of trap or is it some spell that I might be able to disarm?" Burble stayed near the hallway, but looked over towards Rowland and Rhea. The woman said something about the door being cold, but Meepo was busy thinking about more important things when she had and he'd missed it. Rowland didn't know what any of it meant and said as much when Burble asked.</p><p></p><p>"Does Meepo have any ideas?" The boy spoke of him like he wasn't even there. Insolent wretch. Meepo simply shook his head and hefted his spear. He'd have liked to shove it through the boy's chest, but he needed the humans alive for now.</p><p></p><p>Burble told Rhea to look over the door with him, but she refused to go near it. Meepo mentally added her to the anti-Burble camp with Embrill. But after a moment she relented and Meepo had to amend his list. She didn't seem to want to follow Burble, but she wasn't exactly against him either. Maybe she was smart and didn't want to get caught in some goblin magic on the door. Burble was the one who found the door's trap, though. Rhea only spotted it after the halfling did.</p><p></p><p>Burble warned the rest off and tried to disarm whatever trap he'd found. Meepo was happy to leave to to him. Any kobold could build traps, but Meepo never learned ways to disarm one that someone else had set up.</p><p></p><p>But then Rowland stepped up. "Hey, Burble. Before you like, y'know, go blowing yourself up here, I had a thought. Maybe 'Channel Good' means, like channeling mystic energies...GOOD mystic energies." He stepped forward purposefully.</p><p></p><p>Meepo looked carefully at the boy. Did he have the Dragon Blood? Or was he just a stupid human god-kisser?</p><p></p><p>"Well that might be, but if it might be a reference to channeling good energies and spells, I would think it would be better if we had a priest to send their God's energy. I do not think your spell could be considered good, even if you have a good natured mage. Lets have me get the lock removed first, then we can think more about it, but I do not think you would do more then open the door and if your wrong, might gum up the works." Burble told the boy.</p><p></p><p>Meepo nodded to himself. The boy did have the Dragon Blood. Meepo wondered if he could drain it off and drink it if it would give him magical powers. That would put Yusdrayl in her place.</p><p></p><p>Rowland stepped up anyway and spoke strange words as he gestured with one hand. Meepo watched very closely. For a long moment the room was silent and...nothing happened. Burble went back to work, waiting until the others could all pull back at Lorn's suggestion. Meepo wasted no time taking cover. Embrill made a nasty comment about someone besides Rhea thinking for a change and Meepo nearly laughed in the dung-sniffer's face.</p><p></p><p>Burble worked at some catch inside the door's handle, probing it with wires and poking around. Meepo held his breath, hoping his best chance at an ally didn't go up in smoke from doing this. Dead allies weren't any good. After a moment a loud click burst from the door handle and two huge, scything blades flashed down in steely arcs of death over the door. Burble desperately threw himself back and rolled out of the way of both blades by mere inches.</p><p></p><p>Meepo's heart skipped a beat as the blades came swinging down from the ceiling. It took him more than a minute to recover from the shock of seeing his best hope at revenge nearly cut in two. For an instant, he was back under his rags, sniveling and nightmare-haunted.</p><p></p><p>But Burble went right back at it. He told the rest to stay back and ordered Embrill to shut the hells up before the druid had a chance to open his mouth. Maybe he wasn't so smart after all. This time he disarmed the blades and started poking at the door itself. Burble probed and prodded, squeezed his fingers into small joints and hinges, and in general abused the door until his fingers were raw and his hopes frustrated.</p><p></p><p>Meepo saw he could have a strong ally in Burble. The halfling's hatred for Embrill was strong. The way to win his good graces was obvious.</p><p></p><p>Burble couldn't open the door so he asked for the others to try their hands at forcing it open. Meepo was happy to watch the fools strain. With their efforts proving fruitless the humans hit on an idea Rowland suggested. Maybe the channel in the inscription was a water channel. The fountain to the other end of the room could be the key.</p><p></p><p>Burble spotted a faded inscription and again Rowland was called to translate. "Rowland, can you translate this for me, to see if this will be the right way to get this darned door open."</p><p></p><p>Rowland intoned the word inscribed on the fountain, Draconic for "Let there be fire." As he spoke, reddish liquid bubbled up into the fountain and spilled into its cracked basin. Rowland ran away like an idiot from the fountain as Meepo gave the liquid a close look. Burble tried the door again but still found it impossible to budge. Failing that, Burble came over and took a flask of the red liquid. He was smart, something like this must be magical.</p><p></p><p>Burble asked Rowland to look at the flask. Rhea dared Burble to drink it. Burble shot back that he just might. Meepo watched carefully. If it was magical and Burble drank it, they would know what this liquid did soon enough. But instead Burble asked Meepo and Rowland if they knew anything about it. Meepo took his chance to get a close look at the fluid, peering intently at it through the side of the flask before finally saying, "Meepo no know."</p><p></p><p>And Meepo didn't know. He had suspicions it was magical, perhaps even dragon magic. The fountain was shaped like a dragon and the inscription was in the Dragontongue. But there wasn't any reason to share those just yet. Let the humans think him a fool for a while longer.</p><p></p><p>Rowland's response was only slightly more sagacious. "Looks like spiced wine to me." he stuck a finger in it and shoved the finger in his mouth. Meepo half expected the boy's head to explode and wondered if lapping dragon blood up off the floor would have the same effects as drinking it straight out would.</p><p></p><p>The boy removed the finger from his mouth and as he breathed out a long tongue of flame burst from his lips. It narrowly fell short of burning Burble's already burned face. Once again Meepo nearly lost control of his body. After a moment he composed himself and stood tall. "Is dragon blood, like Kobolds have! Take to Yusdrayl. She know what do."</p><p></p><p>Yusdrayl would try to take it from them and damn the agreement. She promised safe passage so long as the humans brought the dragon back. If they came back without it, all bets were off. If she tried to take it from them, there would be a fight and the humans would kill Yusdrayl for him. Meepo was overall pleased by the possibility.</p><p></p><p>Rowland offered his apologies for nearly burning off Burble's nose and then gave some thought to how the magic liquid could be used. "Any ideas? We COULD always try breathing fire on the door, or perhaps using the liquid to open it in some way?" The boy was smart to apologize. Burble's dagger made it into his hand and was cocked back to throw before he stopped himself. Meepo made note of Burble's dislike of fire. Another thing that could be of use.</p><p></p><p>Rowland went back and pulled on the door again, but Burble was ready to call it quits and move on. Burble reluctantly came back and looked for openings that might accept the liquid if poured in or a tongue of fire breathed courtesy of the potion. He didn't find any and Rowland still couldn't budge the door.</p><p></p><p>The halfling motioned the others away and stood about a pace from the door. He took a deep swig of the red potion and breathed a steady stream of fire on the door. After a few moments of spewing fire that washed and lashed around the door, the fire spent itself and vanished. Meepo wanted that potion for himself, but even if he could steal it the humans would know instantly where it was.</p><p></p><p>Angrily Burble set at the door once more with his tools. Seeing that again futile, Burble called for help. He, Lorn, and Bryant hauled on the door handle with all their might, but the thing still refused to budge. Meepo worked hard to stifle a laugh at the stupid giants straining.</p><p></p><p>Burble finally gave up again. "Ok folks, lets just get out of here. I have had it with this damned gods forsaken door. It will not open no matter what we try and I feel we have better things to do. Meepo, get your cowardly arse over here and lets move out."</p><p></p><p>Meepo didn't resent being called cowardly. The brave ones were the first to die. Cowards schemed and lived to rule when all the brave ones were safely dead. Playing the fool once more Meepo rushed over to Burble, readying his spear. "Meepo ready!" Burble patted him on the head and wated for the others to follow.</p><p></p><p>Meepo hated being patted on the head, but he had an ally to make. "You make nice with Meepo," the kobold said as he pretended to love being treated like a pet lizard.</p><p></p><p>"Looks like somebody's got a new pet," joked Lorn. Meepo nearly turned and fired a crossbow bolt through his armor. Damned giants deserved it for all they were putting him through.</p><p></p><p>"Yeah, sure." Burble replied to Meepo. "Well as long as you work with me, I can stand it. Just make sure you get Calcryx to come along, help point out the traps and don't abandon us. Do that and I will come at ya. Work with me, and hells, might just let you have something to help you out down the road."</p><p></p><p>Meepo saw his efforts were already paying off. Burble wanted to deal with him. All was going according to plan. Then the halfling spoke in response to Lorn's jest, "Pet, servant, lackey, works for me."</p><p></p><p>Meepo swallowed his pride and played the fool again. He smiled a toothy kobold grin. "Meepo make nice. Meepo bring back Calcryx. Meepo be big hero! Meepo do what Master Burble say. Meepo be good lackey. Meepo like being lackey!"</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Samnell, post: 1208, member: 130"] [b]III-Hot and Cold. Door and Potion.[/b] Wherein our hero finds gainful employment. Plans for his glorious revenge warming his heart Meepo led the way to the goblins. He wouldn't be stupid and charge the shorter path to their territory. That was just begging for death. It was something a human would do. As they set out, Meepo instructed the dumb humans on what was going on. It was complicated and required a quick mind to comprehend. Meepo tried anyway, almost sure of failure. "Meepo show back way to Goblins now. They not know we come this way." The kobold motioned for silence hoping the humans would get the idea. If they got killed because they were too loud then Meepo wouldn't be far behind them as the goblins closed in. Revenge was no fun if you were dead. Burble trailed behind Meepo, moving quietly and always looking to the walls and floor. Meepo realized he must be looking for traps. He was a smart one after all. He could almost be a kobold if he kept thinking like that. The corridor Meepo led the humans down ended abruptly in a door and doubt creeped into the kobold's mind. When he opened this door, there could be goblins on the other side just waiting for him. This was the way they came when they stole Calcryx and destroyed his dreams of ruling the tribe from dragonback. Even as he thought of it though, Meepo's dreams flickered once more back into his mind. Through that door was his revenge. Through that door was his dream. He could still see Yusdrayl dead and rule the clan as his own! "Are the Goblins beyond here then? If so, we can take things Meepo. Just make sure that the door is not trapped and can be opened." Burble said, and took his own advice looking over the door. Meepo took a quick step back ostensibly to give the halfling room to work. He nodded to confirm that goblins were beyond. They might not be, but the consequences of lying and finding goblins beyond the door were worse than giving a false warning. Goblin javelins piercing kobold hide was not a sensation Meepo wanted to experience if he could help it. Besides, he was the humans' guide. They needed him. Burble spoke again. "Ok boys and girls, looks like we are about to get into the thick of it, get what spells, weapons, and things you want. I am going to open the door. If we can take whatever guards that might be about quickly, we might be able to stop any of them fleeing and warning the whole compound. Anything you want to say, now is the time. if we can lets try to get a prisoner so we can find out where the dragon is being kept. That is, if any of use speak goblin. I surer the hell don't." Meepo barely concealed his shock. Burble was just as afraid as he was! The halfling was as smart as a kobold. He wanted prisoners and even went so far as to tell his dumb human companions they needed to be quiet. He might be of use to Meepo. An ally, perhaps... Meepo took Burble's invitation to speak, with a whimper in his voice. "Meepo be mighty warrior. Meepo kill goblins. Meepo bring Calcryx back." He loaded his crossbow and tried to keep control of his bowells. The humans were tensing and readying weapons too. Burble pushed open the door and revealed an empty room. A door stood at the far end. Meepo relaxed. No goblins. Good, for the moment he still only had the humans to worry about. Them and Burble, anyway. That halfling was too smart. He could be a dangerous foe. Burble and the human female, Rhea, quickly went about searching the room for traps and checking the door. Both of them were too careful. Maybe Meepo could play one against the other. If factions developed in the party he could use it to his advantage. The druid dropped down on the ground and started sniffing some rat droppings. At least the druid was stupid. That was one Meepo wouldn't have to worry about. He spent all his time reminding himself that rat droppings smelled bad. Embrill said the droppings were from rats, but Meepo already knew that. He said something about other footprints, but Meepo didn't care enough to pay attention. There must have been something in it Burble didn't like because he snorted and pointedly turned away from the druid. Just what Meepo needed. If the two didn't get along he might be able to widen that gap. With the party divided Meepo would have an easier time manipulating one party member against another. Burble was obviously far smarter than these stupid giants, so Meepo knew already what faction he would align with. Burble motioned for the others to ready themselves and all fell into line with weapons on hand while the halfling opened the door. In a moment he opened it and revealed another room of similar size to the last, with a hallway going off into darkness opposite the group, a dried-up stone fountain, and a stone door carved with reliefs of skeletal dragons. Instantly Meepo's eyes fell on the door and the dragons carved on it. He wondered if they might be ancestors of his. There were words carved above it. Meepo knew what they said, but Burble motioned for Rowland to translate. The halfling himself moved over to look at the fountain. "Tana Aman Heka Men," which in the tongue of men is "Channel good, open the way." Rowland said. "Any idea what that means? And as for the cold? What cold that be? Some sort of trap or is it some spell that I might be able to disarm?" Burble stayed near the hallway, but looked over towards Rowland and Rhea. The woman said something about the door being cold, but Meepo was busy thinking about more important things when she had and he'd missed it. Rowland didn't know what any of it meant and said as much when Burble asked. "Does Meepo have any ideas?" The boy spoke of him like he wasn't even there. Insolent wretch. Meepo simply shook his head and hefted his spear. He'd have liked to shove it through the boy's chest, but he needed the humans alive for now. Burble told Rhea to look over the door with him, but she refused to go near it. Meepo mentally added her to the anti-Burble camp with Embrill. But after a moment she relented and Meepo had to amend his list. She didn't seem to want to follow Burble, but she wasn't exactly against him either. Maybe she was smart and didn't want to get caught in some goblin magic on the door. Burble was the one who found the door's trap, though. Rhea only spotted it after the halfling did. Burble warned the rest off and tried to disarm whatever trap he'd found. Meepo was happy to leave to to him. Any kobold could build traps, but Meepo never learned ways to disarm one that someone else had set up. But then Rowland stepped up. "Hey, Burble. Before you like, y'know, go blowing yourself up here, I had a thought. Maybe 'Channel Good' means, like channeling mystic energies...GOOD mystic energies." He stepped forward purposefully. Meepo looked carefully at the boy. Did he have the Dragon Blood? Or was he just a stupid human god-kisser? "Well that might be, but if it might be a reference to channeling good energies and spells, I would think it would be better if we had a priest to send their God's energy. I do not think your spell could be considered good, even if you have a good natured mage. Lets have me get the lock removed first, then we can think more about it, but I do not think you would do more then open the door and if your wrong, might gum up the works." Burble told the boy. Meepo nodded to himself. The boy did have the Dragon Blood. Meepo wondered if he could drain it off and drink it if it would give him magical powers. That would put Yusdrayl in her place. Rowland stepped up anyway and spoke strange words as he gestured with one hand. Meepo watched very closely. For a long moment the room was silent and...nothing happened. Burble went back to work, waiting until the others could all pull back at Lorn's suggestion. Meepo wasted no time taking cover. Embrill made a nasty comment about someone besides Rhea thinking for a change and Meepo nearly laughed in the dung-sniffer's face. Burble worked at some catch inside the door's handle, probing it with wires and poking around. Meepo held his breath, hoping his best chance at an ally didn't go up in smoke from doing this. Dead allies weren't any good. After a moment a loud click burst from the door handle and two huge, scything blades flashed down in steely arcs of death over the door. Burble desperately threw himself back and rolled out of the way of both blades by mere inches. Meepo's heart skipped a beat as the blades came swinging down from the ceiling. It took him more than a minute to recover from the shock of seeing his best hope at revenge nearly cut in two. For an instant, he was back under his rags, sniveling and nightmare-haunted. But Burble went right back at it. He told the rest to stay back and ordered Embrill to shut the hells up before the druid had a chance to open his mouth. Maybe he wasn't so smart after all. This time he disarmed the blades and started poking at the door itself. Burble probed and prodded, squeezed his fingers into small joints and hinges, and in general abused the door until his fingers were raw and his hopes frustrated. Meepo saw he could have a strong ally in Burble. The halfling's hatred for Embrill was strong. The way to win his good graces was obvious. Burble couldn't open the door so he asked for the others to try their hands at forcing it open. Meepo was happy to watch the fools strain. With their efforts proving fruitless the humans hit on an idea Rowland suggested. Maybe the channel in the inscription was a water channel. The fountain to the other end of the room could be the key. Burble spotted a faded inscription and again Rowland was called to translate. "Rowland, can you translate this for me, to see if this will be the right way to get this darned door open." Rowland intoned the word inscribed on the fountain, Draconic for "Let there be fire." As he spoke, reddish liquid bubbled up into the fountain and spilled into its cracked basin. Rowland ran away like an idiot from the fountain as Meepo gave the liquid a close look. Burble tried the door again but still found it impossible to budge. Failing that, Burble came over and took a flask of the red liquid. He was smart, something like this must be magical. Burble asked Rowland to look at the flask. Rhea dared Burble to drink it. Burble shot back that he just might. Meepo watched carefully. If it was magical and Burble drank it, they would know what this liquid did soon enough. But instead Burble asked Meepo and Rowland if they knew anything about it. Meepo took his chance to get a close look at the fluid, peering intently at it through the side of the flask before finally saying, "Meepo no know." And Meepo didn't know. He had suspicions it was magical, perhaps even dragon magic. The fountain was shaped like a dragon and the inscription was in the Dragontongue. But there wasn't any reason to share those just yet. Let the humans think him a fool for a while longer. Rowland's response was only slightly more sagacious. "Looks like spiced wine to me." he stuck a finger in it and shoved the finger in his mouth. Meepo half expected the boy's head to explode and wondered if lapping dragon blood up off the floor would have the same effects as drinking it straight out would. The boy removed the finger from his mouth and as he breathed out a long tongue of flame burst from his lips. It narrowly fell short of burning Burble's already burned face. Once again Meepo nearly lost control of his body. After a moment he composed himself and stood tall. "Is dragon blood, like Kobolds have! Take to Yusdrayl. She know what do." Yusdrayl would try to take it from them and damn the agreement. She promised safe passage so long as the humans brought the dragon back. If they came back without it, all bets were off. If she tried to take it from them, there would be a fight and the humans would kill Yusdrayl for him. Meepo was overall pleased by the possibility. Rowland offered his apologies for nearly burning off Burble's nose and then gave some thought to how the magic liquid could be used. "Any ideas? We COULD always try breathing fire on the door, or perhaps using the liquid to open it in some way?" The boy was smart to apologize. Burble's dagger made it into his hand and was cocked back to throw before he stopped himself. Meepo made note of Burble's dislike of fire. Another thing that could be of use. Rowland went back and pulled on the door again, but Burble was ready to call it quits and move on. Burble reluctantly came back and looked for openings that might accept the liquid if poured in or a tongue of fire breathed courtesy of the potion. He didn't find any and Rowland still couldn't budge the door. The halfling motioned the others away and stood about a pace from the door. He took a deep swig of the red potion and breathed a steady stream of fire on the door. After a few moments of spewing fire that washed and lashed around the door, the fire spent itself and vanished. Meepo wanted that potion for himself, but even if he could steal it the humans would know instantly where it was. Angrily Burble set at the door once more with his tools. Seeing that again futile, Burble called for help. He, Lorn, and Bryant hauled on the door handle with all their might, but the thing still refused to budge. Meepo worked hard to stifle a laugh at the stupid giants straining. Burble finally gave up again. "Ok folks, lets just get out of here. I have had it with this damned gods forsaken door. It will not open no matter what we try and I feel we have better things to do. Meepo, get your cowardly arse over here and lets move out." Meepo didn't resent being called cowardly. The brave ones were the first to die. Cowards schemed and lived to rule when all the brave ones were safely dead. Playing the fool once more Meepo rushed over to Burble, readying his spear. "Meepo ready!" Burble patted him on the head and wated for the others to follow. Meepo hated being patted on the head, but he had an ally to make. "You make nice with Meepo," the kobold said as he pretended to love being treated like a pet lizard. "Looks like somebody's got a new pet," joked Lorn. Meepo nearly turned and fired a crossbow bolt through his armor. Damned giants deserved it for all they were putting him through. "Yeah, sure." Burble replied to Meepo. "Well as long as you work with me, I can stand it. Just make sure you get Calcryx to come along, help point out the traps and don't abandon us. Do that and I will come at ya. Work with me, and hells, might just let you have something to help you out down the road." Meepo saw his efforts were already paying off. Burble wanted to deal with him. All was going according to plan. Then the halfling spoke in response to Lorn's jest, "Pet, servant, lackey, works for me." Meepo swallowed his pride and played the fool again. He smiled a toothy kobold grin. "Meepo make nice. Meepo bring back Calcryx. Meepo be big hero! Meepo do what Master Burble say. Meepo be good lackey. Meepo like being lackey!" [/QUOTE]
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