The Grassy Gnoll
Explorer
"Ahem", says Aloysius.
He jumps down from the cart nimbly. A small patch of grey skin is shaken loose from somewhere in a sleeve.
"You want me to guard the crates but you want the others to take the crates. You want the "scrawny one" to do the guarding in the first place. You really aren't a big thinker, are you?"
He walks right up to Gheedon's face.
His grey skin and slight odour are very evident at this range.
"I have hung around in a river for days, repeatedly drowning. I've got the patience to wait in a cursed demon-blighted clearing for six hours listening to the increasingly distant sounds of you all dying underground. I've also got the sense to be taking the horse and cart and going on my own way while you all die for the sake of your drugs. You see, I have no interest in the money, really. Though my colleagues are correct, you really ought to pay them more.
"But then what do I know? I'm just the scrawny one. I tell you what. Why don't you hold my cat".
Zeke leaps onto Gheedon's neck as he says this.
"He will make sure you behave yourself. And for the love of the gods, man, put your tongue away when talking to a female. You're like a bloody rabid dog. And you know what we do to rabid dogs in Hofholme?"
A burst of electricity leaps into Gheedon's from the cat.
He jumps down from the cart nimbly. A small patch of grey skin is shaken loose from somewhere in a sleeve.
"You want me to guard the crates but you want the others to take the crates. You want the "scrawny one" to do the guarding in the first place. You really aren't a big thinker, are you?"
He walks right up to Gheedon's face.
His grey skin and slight odour are very evident at this range.
"I have hung around in a river for days, repeatedly drowning. I've got the patience to wait in a cursed demon-blighted clearing for six hours listening to the increasingly distant sounds of you all dying underground. I've also got the sense to be taking the horse and cart and going on my own way while you all die for the sake of your drugs. You see, I have no interest in the money, really. Though my colleagues are correct, you really ought to pay them more.
"But then what do I know? I'm just the scrawny one. I tell you what. Why don't you hold my cat".
Zeke leaps onto Gheedon's neck as he says this.
"He will make sure you behave yourself. And for the love of the gods, man, put your tongue away when talking to a female. You're like a bloody rabid dog. And you know what we do to rabid dogs in Hofholme?"
A burst of electricity leaps into Gheedon's from the cat.
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