Strahd's Goblinoid mini campaign "Yar Gock

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Taz rocks back and forth, shifting his weight from one leg to the other. On one hand he wanted to see the rock so badly, on the other hand Nerrak and Suxm weren't ones he wanted to cross. Eventually, he leans in close to Shragash "I's with you if I gets ta see the rock, what's you planning?" [/sblock]
 

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Nerrak nods at the goblin wardrummer as he approaches his guardpost from the great hall. "You play Hymn of Offering and Praise, and Ode to Magluyet. Play good. Play strong. The Lord of Darkness see all."
 

ic - Yar Gock

Stretching to relieve her tired muscles, the wolf rider eyes Screech and Nerrek as they talk. Ur'nagi quite like the mad tempo and booming sounds of Screech's drum. But the music chosen is not too the wolf rider's taste. Anything to do with Madlub is not really to her taste.

Ur'nagi stays with the stone until it is collected for ceremony, and the responsibility for it has fallen on another. Then she heads off to the sleeping quarters. Hopefully she can grab a little more sleep before the ceremonies begin. If she is lucky, she will sleep through them.
 


Summoned by the great priest, Ciki is being taken to the most unvisited place in the caves. Across the flooded room (#16) lies Tok Razul's quarters.
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A sleeping pallet marks the tribe’s high priest home, with few other personal items. The floor is covered with pentagrams, protective circles, and other arcane insignia incised into the stone.
Once there, Ciki's skin prickle and she imagines movement in the eyes corners, it gives her the creep.

You
He points to her.
Grind this to dust and put it in the bowl.
He gives you a boar's fangs and a dwarven skull shaped like a bowl.
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[sblock=Taz]
I can't see rock till ceremony, Nerrak won't show me, that is why we must beat him.
Fool trick wielder is trickery, he must be punished.

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Ur'nagi! You lazy wench.
Says Ook, one of the elite goblin warriors that keeps the order in the main hall
Go and help the other females to prepare the hall.
 

"Yes master. We make boom?" Being the tribe's only alchemists with Tok-Razul, she knew that it must be important, or he would have called for some other wench. Ciki takes a mortar and pestle from her belt-bag and starts the work, sitting crosslegged near the priest, spying around trying to see the thing that keeps buzzing just outside her vision.
[sblock=OOC]Just guessing here but since neither of the witch-doctors have craft alchemy I think that leaves Ciki and Tok-Razul as the only ones skilled in that. Can't really see the non-spellcasting goblins doing it :D [/sblock]
 
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[sblock=Strahd] "Ok Shragash I's helps you get back at the trick wielder, he don't share, he be hurt then. What we got ta do?" Taz says as his eyes gleam with hunger.[/sblock]
 

ic - Yar Gock

From beneath her furs, Ur'nagi turns a baleful eye on the Ook.

"Go away Ook. I have been up all night and all day."

[sblock=ooc]If that provokes ook, so be it. Ur'nagi is tired and grumpy, ad if ook wants a fight, he can have one. Are weapons usually used in this sort of dispute? I am thinking no, but wanted to check.[/sblock]
 

The winter Ceremony

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I donn’o, we just beat the hell out of him in the morning.
I know he sleeps over there!

He points to a place somewhere in the main hall.
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Ook grunts.
You need to be taught manners … someday.
He turns and leaves.
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Hours pass and turmoil, cheers and joy springs as the Super elite guards enter the main hall, this is the sign that the Mogur (with the terrifying Ogre) is about to enter with Tok Razul.
Grrrrr... aloud grunt can be heard.
The Ogre carries the red Stone into the main hall, behind he walk the Mogur, and to his left the high priest.

O' lord of darkness and destruction, I plea before you, take this honorable tribute and enrich us with your dark blessings.
The High priest dances around the stone to the sound of Screech's drumming. The Two shamans (Nerrak and Suxm) chant in a low deep voice holy verses while prostration the stone with lowering and raising hand's motion.
T'avi li Ta' Avka!!!
Screams the high priest and snatch the dwarf skull like bowl from Ciki, he pours the grinded powder on the glowing rock.
Around the main hall, whispers, praise and awe like sounds raise and some of the goblins faint from excitement, other go mad and mumble incoherently, other stare and locked in illusions.
"Shhh' vuii'm, Achshaiv!!!"
Call the high priest in insanity.

Screams and shouts of panic rise from the back, as Dor Kursm the gnome head banger and Salvoroch the Elf slaver (the two other bugbears) drag the human male and female to the red stone.
"Ze besh' vilcha Adon Stani"
Scream the priest to the roars of the mob. Two slashes of dagger and all is done, the high priest decapitate the humans head off and place them to drip on the stone.
The Ogre takes the human female body and rips her hands off. He then throws the human arms to Screech, to use them as drum sticks. Hopefully he'll use the arms like those before him and later he'll even carve the bones to new pair of sticks. This is an honorable gift, to have the bones of a ceremony. Every shaman gets to eat the one eye as a blessing. The witch doctors tend to get the teeth and ears for spell components.
Moments pass and all look upon the freakish priest, his eyes rolled back and you can see the white behind it.
He jams his hand into the male's open body, takes off the intestine and swirls it over his head.
"YAAAAA!!! The gift is accepted!!!!"
Once he approves the ceremony, mad dances begin around the main hall with shouts, cheers and joy. The dead corpses are thrown into the large boiling cauldron.

The goblins are going to party all night ... while the Mogur is going to party alone in the corner with 6 goblin wenches.
 

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