"I am here to ask the Goblin king's assistance in disenchanting the brave knight, Sir Rin," you explain. "It is a worthy cause and I am sure he will find it in his heart to assist me."
The guard nods, excuses himself, and enters the throne room leaving you under the supervision of the second guard.
"Heard any good eel jokes lately?" the guard asks. "I love a good eel joke. . ."
You try to think of a good eel joke but fortunately the first guard returns and you are spared.
You enter the throne room and find the Goblin king seated on a gem encrusted throne surrounded by burning torches. He eyes you suspiciously.
"Sir Rin, eh? I have heard of the fellow. By all reports he is a good sort . . . and it was the Wizard of the Lake that enchanted him, wasn't it? I hate the Wizard of the Lake! The last time he had me over for poker night he replaced all the peanuts with seanuts. He KNOWS I'm allergic to seanuts. . . and then he said I just couldn't take a joke. It would please me to displease him . . . still, I have a reputation to uphold and if I give you something for nothing everyone will be clamoring for my help. I can't have that.
So if I am to help Sir Rin you must first help me.
Deep in the roots of my realm lies a gruesome creature called a Grootslang. It has the body of a serpent and the head and legs of an elephant and it likes to eat, mostly centipedes but sometimes it snatches a Goblin. I was willing to put up with it for the novelty of having a Grootslang, they are endangered you know, but then last week it tipped over my boat when I was having a cruise on the Crystal River. Anyway, I made it back to shore in good health, but the blasted creatures snatched my crown and is wearing it as a nose ring! A NOSE RING! Imagine the nerve. . ." He clears his throat and regains his cool. "So if you want my help, that is my task.
Get my crown back!
If not I would suggest you return to the surface and try your luck with the Sky Queen, Frynna. She tends to get sappy about reuniting lovers and may help you."
The guard nods, excuses himself, and enters the throne room leaving you under the supervision of the second guard.
"Heard any good eel jokes lately?" the guard asks. "I love a good eel joke. . ."
You try to think of a good eel joke but fortunately the first guard returns and you are spared.
You enter the throne room and find the Goblin king seated on a gem encrusted throne surrounded by burning torches. He eyes you suspiciously.
"Sir Rin, eh? I have heard of the fellow. By all reports he is a good sort . . . and it was the Wizard of the Lake that enchanted him, wasn't it? I hate the Wizard of the Lake! The last time he had me over for poker night he replaced all the peanuts with seanuts. He KNOWS I'm allergic to seanuts. . . and then he said I just couldn't take a joke. It would please me to displease him . . . still, I have a reputation to uphold and if I give you something for nothing everyone will be clamoring for my help. I can't have that.
So if I am to help Sir Rin you must first help me.
Deep in the roots of my realm lies a gruesome creature called a Grootslang. It has the body of a serpent and the head and legs of an elephant and it likes to eat, mostly centipedes but sometimes it snatches a Goblin. I was willing to put up with it for the novelty of having a Grootslang, they are endangered you know, but then last week it tipped over my boat when I was having a cruise on the Crystal River. Anyway, I made it back to shore in good health, but the blasted creatures snatched my crown and is wearing it as a nose ring! A NOSE RING! Imagine the nerve. . ." He clears his throat and regains his cool. "So if you want my help, that is my task.
Get my crown back!
If not I would suggest you return to the surface and try your luck with the Sky Queen, Frynna. She tends to get sappy about reuniting lovers and may help you."
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