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The Dark Squad in the Secrets of Saltmarsh #135 Sorry For The (Attempted) Genocide.
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<blockquote data-quote="Buggles" data-source="post: 8190610" data-attributes="member: 7028617"><p><span style="font-size: 26px"><strong>PLAYA PLAYA</strong></span></p><p></p><p>Buggles sat on the simple cart as it jolted and rumbled along the country road. Beside him, driving the horses, was Grumpy the dwarf, who wasn't nearly as grumpy as Buggles had expected, and definitely less grumpy than his brother Porthole who drove the cart behind them. Grumpy was in fact quite a nice fellow, Buggles had chatted to him for some time after they set off, and now Vinnie was talking to him. Grumpy was very open about the mining operation and the area through which they now travelled on their way to Saltmarch to pick up some mining supplies.</p><p></p><p>Buggles had begun the journey scanning for danger, as he usually did, every six seconds as Grayum had taught him, his sharp elf eyes looking all around for any signs of monsters or ambushes. But as the miles rolled past, they travelled a green and pleasant, if a little barren, landscape and he spotted no monsters or other dangers along the way. Given the rolling nature of the landscape, he figured they would easily spot any monsters before they got close enough to ambush the caravan, and he relaxed a little and started to just enjoy the ride. He was the secondary driver, and might need to take the reins if anything happened to Grumpy. Buggles was confident in this task, should he be required, he was good with horses. He had less confidence in Newt however, and glanced back to see his fellows in the second wagon trundling along behind them. Buggles knew that Newt's passing of the wagon driving test back at the mining camp was more luck than skill, and he just hoped that if anything happened, Newt didn't end up inadvertently losing control of his horses and smashing them off the road.</p><p></p><p>Buggles rolled Night Caller, the magical whistle he used to bring forth Gwen, his skeleton ally, around in his hands. He couldn't summon Gwen again for several days, after she'd been destroyed in the tomb they had explored recently.</p><p>"Something isn't right Gwen" Buggles muttered to the whistle. He imagined Gwen nodding her agreement.</p><p>"There's a problem here, but I just can't put my finger on what it is" he went on, beside him Grumpy was still talking animatedly to Vinnie, who sat just behind them.</p><p>"What's the problem, Gwen?" he asked, "Just what is the problem?"</p><p></p><p>They had been sent here by their employer, Gundarim Rockseeker, a dwarf of some means who had set up the mining camp they were now based at, to deal with any "problems" the dwarves had. But so far...</p><p>Buggles snapped his fingers, drawing a curious glance from Vinnie.</p><p>"That's it Gwen! You've got it" he said out loud, drawing glances from both his companions. Buggles went back to thinking in his head.</p><p></p><p>The problem is, he thought, the problem is.... that these dwarves don't have any problems! Nothing pressing anyway. Their first mission was simply to retrieve a couple of miners who shouldn't have both been off on holiday at the same time. Now they were tasked with travelling safe roads to pick up supplies. Neither task seemed very important, and Grumpy and Porthole had made this journey many times before, without an armed escort.</p><p></p><p>"So what are we doing here?" Buggles wondered out loud. They had been told the dwarves were isolated from their neighbors, a scattering of mostly human towns and settlements. But they hadn't encountered any hostility there, and in fact everyone they had spoken to seemed happy the dwarves were there. Dwarves by their nature keep themselves to themselves, and these dwarves were no different, but the mine was doing well and the townsfolk appreciated the prosperity their venture was bringing to the region. Whilst they could certainly encourage more interaction between the dwarves and the townsfolk, it all seemed a little mundane. "There must be more to this" he concluded. Perhaps Saltmarsh would reveal the answers he mused, just as they crested a hill top to reveal the town itself laid out before them.</p><p>"Well Gwen" he said as they approached Saltmarsh's gates, putting night caller back around his neck, tucked safely inside his armor, "Let's go see what's to be done".</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Buggles, post: 8190610, member: 7028617"] [SIZE=7][B]PLAYA PLAYA[/B][/SIZE] Buggles sat on the simple cart as it jolted and rumbled along the country road. Beside him, driving the horses, was Grumpy the dwarf, who wasn't nearly as grumpy as Buggles had expected, and definitely less grumpy than his brother Porthole who drove the cart behind them. Grumpy was in fact quite a nice fellow, Buggles had chatted to him for some time after they set off, and now Vinnie was talking to him. Grumpy was very open about the mining operation and the area through which they now travelled on their way to Saltmarch to pick up some mining supplies. Buggles had begun the journey scanning for danger, as he usually did, every six seconds as Grayum had taught him, his sharp elf eyes looking all around for any signs of monsters or ambushes. But as the miles rolled past, they travelled a green and pleasant, if a little barren, landscape and he spotted no monsters or other dangers along the way. Given the rolling nature of the landscape, he figured they would easily spot any monsters before they got close enough to ambush the caravan, and he relaxed a little and started to just enjoy the ride. He was the secondary driver, and might need to take the reins if anything happened to Grumpy. Buggles was confident in this task, should he be required, he was good with horses. He had less confidence in Newt however, and glanced back to see his fellows in the second wagon trundling along behind them. Buggles knew that Newt's passing of the wagon driving test back at the mining camp was more luck than skill, and he just hoped that if anything happened, Newt didn't end up inadvertently losing control of his horses and smashing them off the road. Buggles rolled Night Caller, the magical whistle he used to bring forth Gwen, his skeleton ally, around in his hands. He couldn't summon Gwen again for several days, after she'd been destroyed in the tomb they had explored recently. "Something isn't right Gwen" Buggles muttered to the whistle. He imagined Gwen nodding her agreement. "There's a problem here, but I just can't put my finger on what it is" he went on, beside him Grumpy was still talking animatedly to Vinnie, who sat just behind them. "What's the problem, Gwen?" he asked, "Just what is the problem?" They had been sent here by their employer, Gundarim Rockseeker, a dwarf of some means who had set up the mining camp they were now based at, to deal with any "problems" the dwarves had. But so far... Buggles snapped his fingers, drawing a curious glance from Vinnie. "That's it Gwen! You've got it" he said out loud, drawing glances from both his companions. Buggles went back to thinking in his head. The problem is, he thought, the problem is.... that these dwarves don't have any problems! Nothing pressing anyway. Their first mission was simply to retrieve a couple of miners who shouldn't have both been off on holiday at the same time. Now they were tasked with travelling safe roads to pick up supplies. Neither task seemed very important, and Grumpy and Porthole had made this journey many times before, without an armed escort. "So what are we doing here?" Buggles wondered out loud. They had been told the dwarves were isolated from their neighbors, a scattering of mostly human towns and settlements. But they hadn't encountered any hostility there, and in fact everyone they had spoken to seemed happy the dwarves were there. Dwarves by their nature keep themselves to themselves, and these dwarves were no different, but the mine was doing well and the townsfolk appreciated the prosperity their venture was bringing to the region. Whilst they could certainly encourage more interaction between the dwarves and the townsfolk, it all seemed a little mundane. "There must be more to this" he concluded. Perhaps Saltmarsh would reveal the answers he mused, just as they crested a hill top to reveal the town itself laid out before them. "Well Gwen" he said as they approached Saltmarsh's gates, putting night caller back around his neck, tucked safely inside his armor, "Let's go see what's to be done". [/QUOTE]
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