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| Author: | Alli |
| Summary: | Tadget, Thalstan, and Vesyllah take on a new mission - to go to Bogpaddle, deliver a message, and enjoy the beach. If only work didn't keep getting in the way of their beach relaxation! ~4300 words. |
| Rating: | T for Teen |
Arc: The Cobalt Blade
Tadget greets everyone with a hearty hello!
Thalstan greets everyone warmly.
[Thalstan]: Hello, Ves, Tadget.
Vesyllah greets everyone coldly.
Tadget salutes Thalstan with respect.
Thalstan is undeterred by the coldness. Vengeance is meant to be served cold.
[Thalstan]: Ye ready for our next mission? I've heard it's a bit of a prize fer all the work we did down in Blackrock. A'mission' to th' beach.
[Tadget]: I was born ready.
[Tadget]: Especially for a beach mission.
Tadget slips on her mirror shades. Now NONE of her face is visible.
[Vesyllah]: A day to do nothing and be doted upon? I could tolerate that.
[Thalstan]: We'll see how it goes. Let's report to Blueheart.
Joanna Blueheart says: Cobalt Blade! Good to see you again. You'll be happy to know the Horde have not yet got their camp at Stonard up and running again. We're doing our best to prevent that.
[Thalstan]: An' ye had some trouble at th' beach ye wanted us ta check on?
Joanna Blueheart says: Yes, exactly. The Alliance has a trade deal with the Steamwheedle goblins up at Bogpaddle. We were supposed to get a pretty extensive munitions shipment through Marshtide Watch a few days ago, and nothing.
[Thalstan]: And ye've sent word?
[Thalstan]: Ta ask what's the hold up?
[Vesyllah]: Wait, this is work? I thought we were going to relax.
Tadget gazes admiringly at Blueheart.
[Tadget]: Work is how I relax.
Joanna Blueheart says: They're not answering, and I can't spare someone to go force them to answer in person. But it's probably just goblins being flaky.
[Tadget]: You can count on us to look into it.
Joanna Blueheart says: In that case, you're welcome to just join them in whatever parties have been keeping them away from the mailbox. Either way, it's just a matter of delivering a message. Then you can relax.
[Tadget]: Honestly I'm hoping someone needs a bit of murdering. But that's probably just me.
Joanna Blueheart says: I'll trust your discretion on whether anyone needs murdering or not. But we do need those weapons.
[Tadget]: Yes ma'am!
Tadget salutes Joanna Blueheart with respect.
[Thalstan]: Aye, ma'am.
[Vesyllah]: Let's try to avoid murder. It's a real buzzkill in these situations.
[Thalstan]: Ye've brought yer mounts? It's just a ways north of here on the coast. And aye, let's avoid it if we can.
Tadget unpacks her mechanostrider.
[Tadget]: Let's go, Tailwind!
Umbra steps out of some shadows that have no right to be there.
Thalstan also retrieves his ram.
We ride into Bogpaddle and tie up our mounts, then we head for the fanciest goblin there on the assumption he’s the Trade Baron. As it happens, he is actually Trade Baron Silversnap.
[Tadget]: Heyyy how you doin’?
Tadget sounds very gobliny.
Trade Baron Silversnap says: Whoa! I rated Cobalt Blade? I know you’re here about that munitions shipment, but it’s coming, trust me. It’s on its way.
[Thalstan]: Well, okay, that was easy.
[Tadget]: What's the hold up?
[Vesyllah]: Mystery solved. So where are the fruity drinks?
Trade Baron Silversnap says: Just a little matter of not knowing where the ship is, but I've got people on it. I just didn't want to send an answer till I had an answer. And yeah… *he gestures towards the beach*
Trade Baron Silversnap says: While you’re here, why don’t you enjoy yourself? The coast is great, and we throw some wild beach parties.
Tadget sighs.
[Tadget]: You misplaced an entire ship, though? Really?
[Tadget]: That is not sound business. ( Ooh, fighting words. )
Trade Baron Silversnap says: Judgmental much? Come on, we'll find the ship.
[Tadget]: Yeah, we'll see.
Trade Baron Silversnap says: But if you're really that bored while you wait… I've got a problem you might be able to help me out with, here. If you’d help me out, it’d really liven up the parties, so it’s a win-win. Also, I’ll pay you.
[Tadget]: I'm listening.
Trade Baron Silversnap says: Apparently there's a bunch of these makrura things in the north waters that don't take kindly to the parties we've been throwing.
[Thalstan]: And?
Trade Baron Silversnap says: Joke's on them. I'm not gonna be pushed around by giant lobsters; they're my next source of revenue! You bring me some of their tails and we'll turn a problem into a profit.
Vesyllah mutters, "I really don't mind being bored…if I'm lounging with a cold drink in my hand."
[Thalstan]: We could kill some o' these things and then have a cold drink and a lobster tail?
Trade Baron Silversnap says: That's the spirit! And some cash.
Vesyllah sighs. "Fiiine."
[Tadget]: Lobster's tasty.
[Thalstan]: We can swing by the party and get a drink on the way, Ves.
We head to the beach first, where a party is set up. Music is playing, people are dancing!
Tadget dances with Bogpaddle Beach Bum.
[Thalstan]: Looks like they're havin' fun!
Tadget dances with Bogpaddle Beach Bunny.
Brono Goodgrove says: What's up, bros! We were just in the middle of our completely spontaneous beach party when something terrible happened, my dudes!
[Tadget]: Sigh.
Tadget literally says the word sigh.
[Thalstan]: Uh, I should point out I'm th' only dude, bro. *Thal sounds like he is speaking a foreign language awkwardly.*
Brono Goodgrove says: Hah. Right, sure. Sisters then.
[Thalstan]: Can we have a drink? We jus' came here fer a drink.
Tadget busts some bad-ass moves.
Maybe Tadget came here for dancing, too.
Brono Goodgrove says: That's what I'm on about, my dude! I had a whole case of Silversnap Ice, the Baron's own drink of choice, until the silt crawlers stole them!
Brono Goodgrove says: I've never seen crawlers drink, but they took them right into the water and down the beach! We need some sort of awesome hero who can help retrieve our specifically-branded favorite beverage! Then you can have one.
[Vesyllah]: The lobsters stole the drinks? Okay…murder time.
Brono Goodgrove says: Right on, sister! I like you.
[Tadget]: Nice, the lobsters will come pre-marinated.
Vesyllah smirk-snorts.
Thalstan chuckles.
[Thalstan]: So let's go collect our own drinks and lobster tails.
We head into the water and fight some lobsters and crawlers.
Thalstan swims through the water fighting. This is a nice beach trip.
Tadget points up toward the surface.
We surface, and start drawing the makrura up to the surface.
[Tadget]: Thanks!
[Tadget]: I hate fighting underwater.
[Thalstan]: I think I can shoot'em from herre.
Thal continues shooting makrura and crawlers, and Ves and Tadget finish them off as they approach.
A Very Cobalt Blade Vacation.
[Thalstan]: Aiming's a bit hard in th' water, but I'm doin' my best.
[Vesyllah]: Whatever it takes to get to the relaxing.
We pass by a docked ship.
[Thalstan]: Well, there's a ship.
[Tadget]: I'm thinking they'd have spotted that one.
We take a nice stroll down the beach, killing crawler crabs. Each crab we see has a little bottle of Silversnap Ice in its pincers.
[Thalstan]: Jus' got ta pry our drinks out o' their little claws.
We finish collecting all the drinks we can see, and quite a few makrura tails as well.
[Thalstan]: Let's get this back an' get to the party.
[Tadget]: Okay, that's enough party supplies, yeah.
[Thalstan]: Hey, we got yer drinks!
Brono Goodgroove says: Our ice-cold, refreshing Silversnap Ice! I can't thank you enough, my "dawgs" *this one is gender neutral*, for this entirely spontaneous act of heroism.
Tadget sighs at Brono Goodgroove.
Brono Goodgroove says: Here, have your very own bottle, one each, as a totally sincere gesture of thanks! Be sure to tell ALL YOUR FRIENDS how good it is.
[Tadget]: Uh huh.
[Vesyllah]: Just one?
Brono Goodgroove says: There's more where that came from, if you join us here. But it packs a punch.
[Tadget]: yeah um, she's a night elf, she needs two. Because there's twice as much of her.
Thalstan gulps his down. "Thasss not bad…"
Brono offers Ves a second bottle, just in case that was a real request.
Vesyllah takes the bottle as if it was a real request.
[Thalstan]: An' the lobster tails?
Brono Goodgroove says: Oh, man, you got lobster tails?! You're the best. Probably take those up to the camp for cooking.
[Tadget]: He says we're the best like that isn't common knowledge…
It’s true, we are the best.
[Tadget]: Next he'll be telling us how wet the ocean is.
[Thalstan]: Heh, maybe he was drunk an' didn't see us clear. That we were COBALT BLADE.
We head back over to Trade Baron Silversnap.
[Thalstan]: Trade Baron! Ye got a chef or somesuch for the lobsters?
Tadget peers at Trade Baron Silversnap searchingly.
Trade Baron Silversnap says: Sure do! Hand them over and I'll see they get to the right kitchen. I can see it now: our own famous Bogpaddle Lobster-Poppers! Made fresh from the sea! Oh, it's like this stuff writes itself…
Tadget slips around behind Thalstan and tries to carve something delicately into his shield with the point of her dagger.
Thalstan doesn't notice.
Tadget carves a'TS' into his shield. Definitely his initials, yep.
Trade Baron Silversnap says: Your help is very much appreciated, my friends. Here’s your cash, and regarding this whole deal we’ve got with the Alliance - I'll start seeing if I can't cut your people a favorable arrangement, eh?
[Thalstan]: That'd mean a whole lot if our stuff made it here at all.
Trade Baron Silversnap suddenly looks a little uncomfortable.
[Tadget]: What's up, bro.
Trade Baron Silversnap says: So, uh… you know how I said your ship was going to come in? I might have exaggerated that a little bit, my friendos.
Tadget cracks her knuckles.
Trade Baron Silversnap says: Your Alliance pals were waiting on this shipment that included some landmines from Booty Bay, but I just got word that they were stolen in the night! Or at least we assume.
[Thalstan]: Stolen landmines… *Thal stares at Silversnap*
[Vesyllah]: You gobs can't seem to hold on to anything.
[Tadget]: That's definitely gonna end well…
Trade Baron Silversnap says: Yeah, well. Whoever it was must be sloppy, because they dropped them all over the swamp to the east. No goblin I know would be that careless. As for the rest of the ship… I’m working on it.
[Tadget]: Uh, dropping landmines is what you do with them.
[Tadget]: That's the point of them.
[Tadget]: Not sure it was careless.
[Thalstan]: So ye'll send somebody to pick up our landmines, aye? And no' explode them?
[Tadget]: I think we're the somebody.
Vesyllah lets out a long, drawn-out sigh.
Trade Baron Silversnap says: Yeah, that's the thing. While you were at the party, I did send some people after them, but uh… they got killed by crocolisks. Those things are a menace, and they even slither up to my parties sometimes.
[Tadget]: We'll take care of em.
[Vesyllah]: We'll do it…for unlimited drinks at the party.
Trade Baron Silversnap says: Right, great, perfect. So you'll go gather those landmines up for me. I'm sure they're perfectly safe and disarmed. Every single one. Yup. And kill any crocs you see on the way?
[Tadget]: Yeah, how much could three little guys like us drink? Free drinks and it's done.
[Vesyllah]: For the drinks. Yes.
Trade Baron Silversnap says: Sure, unlimited drinks for today. How about that? You can have all my wonderful Silvernap Ice you can handle.
Tadget nods at you.
[Thalstan]: Sounds good. The stuff was no' half bad.
[Tadget]: Just imagine the good word of mouth a DWARF could cause…
[Tadget]: Maybe your stuff will end up at Brewfest next year!
Trade Baron Silversnap says: Yeah, you know, you could spread the word to three separate communities! This is good PR. I'm in.
Tadget nods at Trade Baron Silversnap.
[Vesyllah]: Smart.
[Thalstan]: We'll just head out to… handle landmines and crocs.
[Thalstan]: And then be back fer drinks.
[Tadget]: I spy a mine.
Tadget carefully disarms it.
[Thalstan]: It was no disarmed when ye got to it, was it?
[Tadget]: This is where my experience as a 7th Legion scout comes in handy!
[Thalstan]: Indeed, aye. I would no' want to be blown up by a landmine on our beach trip.
[Tadget]: Definitely one of my top five least favorite ways to die.
[Thalstan]: This whole thing took a bit o' turn into work, didn't it?
Tadget giggles at you.
Vesyllah grumbles.
[Thalstan]: We'll get back to th' party, I'm sure, Ves.
We comb through the swamp for landmines.
[Thalstan]: They really are scattered all over.
[Thalstan]: Wonder what the Alliance plans ta use'em for. Make Stonard a bad place ta be?
[Tadget]: I'm honestly not a fan of land mines.
[Thalstan]: I feel like if yer goin' to use'em, ye ought to keep track of where and how many.
[Vesyllah]: Seems like they're awfully easy to lose track of.
[Thalstan]: Aye, that's my thought.
[Tadget]: They just kind of ruin a place for everyone. I say use people to kill the people, and leave the place alone.
[Thalstan]: We can put a note o' disapproval of the use in our report.
[Thalstan]: At least we're cleaning up this place fer everybody.
[Tadget]: Yeah. Be sure you get'em all.
[Thalstan]: So more folk can enjoy the beach, aye.
[Tadget]: Really comb every inch of the ground, look under the foliage, et cetera.
Thalstan gets too close, and a landmine explodes.
[Tadget]: Careful there, leadboots.
[Thalstan]: I might no' have you ladies' dextrous touch wi' th'explosives.
Tadget giggles.
[Tadget]: That's what he said.
Thalstan chuckles.
[Thalstan]: I wonder if Oranna's ever disarmed landmines…
[Tadget]: Probably not. Sniper.
[Tadget]: Her job is to be really far away from stuff.
[Thalstan]: Yer right, I s'pose if she had it'd mean things went badly wrong.
[Tadget]: Funny how your mind went right there when I made a dirty comment though…
Tadget smirks slyly at Thalstan.
[Vesyllah]: Noticed that.
[Tadget]: Right?
[Thalstan]: Uh… what a coincidence.
Vesyllah smirks.
Tadget snickers at you.
Thalstan grins.
[Tadget]: Ya know the blasted lands used to pretty much look like this.
[Thalstan]: Oh? All swampy and wet?
[Tadget]: Yep.
[Tadget]: Fel corruption's what dried em all out.
[Thalstan]: That portal sure did a number on the place.
[Tadget]: Yeah
.
[Vesyllah]: That's what happens when you play with your portal too much.
[Tadget]: Ves.
Vesyllah smirks wryly.
[Tadget]: If playing with your portal dries things out, you're doing it wrong.
Thalstan laughs.
[Thalstan]: I think we've played with our explosives enough. We've been over this land three times an' I've not seen any more.
[Tadget]: Good.
[Tadget]: My much keener and more clever eyes do not spot any either.
We head back to the Trade Baron.
[Thalstan]: We've got yer… I mean our mines. And killed a handful o' crocs.
[Vesyllah]: Let's go relax now.
Tadget nods.
Trade Baron Silversnap says: What did I tell you, eh? Perfectly safe!
Tadget stares Trade Baron Silversnap down.
Trade Baron Silversnap says: I'll see about getting these over to your friends, Cobalt Blade. At a discount.
[Thalstan]: Ye'd better.
Trade Baron Silversnap says: And the crocs, all taken care of? Good to hear. Takes load off my mind.
[Tadget]: Lemon squeezy.
[Vesyllah]: Now we'll take some of those drinks off your hands.
[Tadget]: Also lemon squeezy.
[Tadget]: You do have lemons right?
Trade Baron Silversnap says: Sure, sure. *He hands over a case of Silversnap Ice, and tosses a lemon to Tadget* Of course, how would we make cocktails otherwise?
Tadget nods at Trade Baron Silversnap.
Tadget holds eye contact with the Trade Baron and bites into the lemon like it's an apple.
Trade Baron Silversnap stares at her for a moment, seeming to lose his trail of thought.
Tadget chews. Mmmmm, lemon.
Then he snaps out of it.
Trade Baron Silversnap says: As for the whole ship and shipment situation… You're gettin' it, Cobalt Blade. You scratch my back, I scratch yours.
Trade Baron Silversnap says: Well, more like I scratch the back of your whole army, and just a little harder than the backs of the other side. Was that too complicated?
Tadget sighs at Trade Baron Silversnap.
Trade Baron Silversnap says: What I'm sayin' is, that's a lot of backs. So I'm gonna have to ask you to scratch mine a few more times, and then you'll get all your stuff. Whoever stole those landmines may have just hit our boys on the eastern shore.
Vesyllah frowns with disappointment at Trade Baron Silversnap.
Trade Baron Silversnap says: I know there was a lot more than landmines your pals wanted in our last deal, and none of it made it all the way to Bogpaddle.
Trade Baron Silversnap says: If you want to get the rest of your stuff and make sure future shipments get to you whole and on time, I’m gonna need some help dealing with the situation.
Tadget whispers to Thalstan, "I bet his back is super hairy. I am not scratching that."
Thalstan nods agreement. "I bet it's green. But anyway, metaphorical back."
[Tadget]: Green hairy metaphor.
[Vesyllah]: Spit it out, goblin.
Trade Baron Silversnap says: I don't have all the deets here. Head to our camp to the southeast and check on Crazy Larry; he'll fill you in when you get there.
Trade Baron Silversnap says: Oh, and you might check by the cook, Fishflay? He might have those lobster tails ready.
Trade Baron Silversnap says: He's just over there. *Silversnap points at a nearby hut.*
[Tadget]: Fine. We scratch your metaphor, you scratch ours. Don't forget.
Trade Baron Silversnap says: Yeah, I'll scratch your whole army, I won't forget.
We head over to the kitchen hut.
[Vesyllah]: I should have known this was too good to be true. Goblins.
[Tadget]: There's always fine print.
[Thalstan]: Always.
We poke our heads into the kitchen.
Pierre Fishflay says: Oh, hello! Dinner isn't ready yet.
Tadget's stomach rumbles.
[Thalstan]: Ye got any o' those makrura tails cooked up?
Pierre Fishflay says: Ooh, are you the ones who brought me those?
[Tadget]: We're helpful like that.
Pierre Fishflay says: They're wonderful, but not enough for proper swamp food. I need drumsticks for my gumbo!
Pierre Fishflay says: There's plenty of swampstriders just outside town in the Sorrowmurk. I want the biggest drumsticks you can find! As for reward, you’ll love my cooking, I swear. It’ll be great.
Tadget sighs at Pierre Fishflay.
[Tadget]: Goblins are all promises and no delivery.
[Thalstan]: Sure, an' then we get dinner…
Thalstan sighs at Pierre Fishflay.
[Thalstan]: It is beginnin' ta seem that way.
Tadget sighs at Thalstan.
[Thalstan]: This is jus' way less restful than advertised. Unless fightin' is restful for a person.
[Tadget]: The good news is striders are delicious.
[Thalstan]: An' if they do deliver, we'll have some kind o' lobsterstrider gumbo.
[Vesyllah]: Strider is alright. It was about the only thing I got to eat other than seafood in Auberdine.
We make it down to Crazy Larry’s camp.
[Thalstan]: Looks like the camp here.
Thalstan peers at the guy standing in the center of the camp.
Tadget peers around, searchingly.
[Thalstan]: You Larry?
Crazy Larry says: Depends, who's asking? Oh, snap, you're Cobalt Blade! Did Silversnap send you?! I'm DOOMED!
[Tadget]: That depends.
[Tadget]: We can be very helpful if the price is right.
Thalstan blinks. "We're… if ye know us, ye know we have a good reputation. I'd no' say yer doomed with us for help, aye."
Crazy Larry says: Oh, he sent you to help me! That's different, haha!
Vesyllah glares at Larry like Doom might still be an option.
[Thalstan]: …aye. *Thalstan eyes Crazy Larry* What's the situation?
Larry stares at the team silently for a while.
Crazy Larry says: You ever seen a gilblin before? They're crazy! Crazier than me! I just blow stuff up for a living, these guys are WHACKED!
[Thalstan]: Aye, we saw some in a cave down south. Did no' seem friendly, but there were circumstances.
Crazy Larry says: So you know! Dunno where they came from, but they're like awful fish goblins! Gills and everything! They wiped out all my men down at the beach, and they took our shipping freighter!
[Thalstan]: Ah… the shipping freighter.
Crazy Larry says: Any shipping crew I had that you don't see hanging around this camp are DEAD! Those were some fine goblins, but what's worse is they're all still out there! It's a TRAGEDY!
Crazy Larry says: I mean, it's a tragedy they still have all their stuff! It's horrifying to think of all the perfectly good materials and coins sitting out there in the water. I bet your people would think it’s a tragedy too.
Tadget lets out a long, drawn-out sigh.
Crazy Larry says: Do you think you could help clear out those giblins, and recover the stuff? I’ll make it worth the Alliance’s while.
[Tadget]: So everyone keeps saying, and yet.
[Thalstan]: Seein' as some of it is our stuff, bought and paid for…
[Tadget]: Also that.
[Vesyllah]: I expect to be waited on hand and foot at that party.
[Thalstan]: Aye, we better be.
Tadget agrees with Vesyllah.
[Thalstan]: We'll get the stuff.
We head out to the beach, from which the shipping freighter is visible off in the water. The are is indeed overrun with gilblins.
[Thalstan]: Tha' mus' be our ship out there.
[Tadget]: So what's the story with gilblins? They just look like goblins to me…
Vesyllah shrugs.
[Thalstan]: I've heard our folk had some trouble wi' em down at the bottom o' the sea.
[Thalstan]: Maybe naga problems pushed'em up this way?
[Tadget]: You think there are gildwarves and gilgnomes?
[Thalstan]: Would stand ta reason, but I've no' seen any.
[Tadget]: I especially feel like there ought to be water dwarves, since there are already earth dwarves, air dwarves, and fire dwarves.
[Thalstan]: Aye, it would have a symmetry.
[Vesyllah]: Maybe there were, and my water elf cousins wiped them out.
Tadget giggles.
[Thalstan]: Oh, can ye put elves like that? It's more day, night and water, aye?
[Vesyllah]: I mean the naga.
[Tadget]: Worst cousins.
[Tadget]: Definitely not inviting them to Harvest Fest.
[Thalstan]: Oh, I know, but th' other elves are less elemental.
[Vesyllah]: Yeah…I'd say we're more celestial than elemental.
[Tadget]: Gnomes are just… gnomes. We just have gnomes.
[Thalstan]: Ye've got the… what the ones were up north? Robot gnomes?
[Tadget]: Those weren't even like, real.
[Thalstan]: Were they no'?
[Tadget]: Just some kind of weird obsolete holdouts.
[Tadget]: It's not like they have a whole town or something.
[Thalstan]: I s'pose not. Jus' that library place in the mountains.
[Tadget]: I see them as more like, leftover tech.
[Tadget]: They have their specific directives and don't really stray from it.
[Thalstan]: Maybe ye'll find some water gnomes someday.
[Tadget]: That'd be fun.
[Thalstan]: And aye, I can see th' argument. Sort o' like earthen are no' a type of dwarf.
[Thalstan]: It's no' like they have a whole society or anything, jus' a few constructs left in th' bottom o' some titan ruins.
[Tadget]: Some of the earthen at least sort of behaved in a personlike manner. But yeah, no cities or anything.
While chatting, we cleared the coast and the water of gilblins and collected all sorts of things off the bodies of goblins. Then we return to Crazy Larry’s camp.
[Thalstan]: We brought yer stuff. And killed the Gilblins, so no excuses on getting the shipment up to Marshtide.
Tadget nods at Crazy Larry.
Crazy Larry reaches out for the bags from the other goblins.
[Tadget]: I'm sure you're all broken up about the dead guys. But we have their stuff.
Thalstan hands over the stuff he collected.
Crazy Larry says: So torn up, yeah. *Crazy Larry does not sound torn up* Ooh, look at all this. Thanks, this is fantastic, and it would’ve gone completely to waste.
Crazy Larry says: Oh, yeah, and the crates on the ship? Those are yours. Tell Silversnap he can come get them now. You’re welcome. Pleasure doing business with you.
[Thalstan]: Alright, it better be sent our way.
We head back north towards Bogpaddle.
[Tadget]: Goblins.
[Thalstan]: Now let's just get back to the party, with our gumbo an' our drinks.
[Vesyllah]: I swear to the Night Warrior, if one more thing gets in the way of lounging on the beach with drinks….
[Tadget]: It's lounging time!!
[Tadget]: Time for some HARDCORE relaxation.
[Tadget]: I'm gonna relax SO HARD.
We come into town and Thalstan calls out to Silversnap that the ship situation’s cleared up as we ride by. We don’t even stop. We head straight for the kitchen and hand over the strider meat.
[Thalstan]: Fishflay! We got yer drumsticks. Feed us.
Pierre Fishflay says: Ooh, yes, let me just cook up this strider meet in the gumbo and… you can head on down to the party. I'll bring a full spread here within the hour.
[Thalstan]: Are ye sure there's no more pressing mission? No business?
Pierre Fishflay says: Nope! Only business is for you lot to enjoy yourselves.
[Tadget]: FINALLY.
[Vesyllah]: Ugh, finally
[Tadget]: Let's lounge.
[Thalstan]: Alright, Cobalt Blade. New mission - beach party.
Vesyllah strips down to her swimsuit and heads for the beach!
Tadget is somehow wearing breakaway leathers… in seconds she's in a bikini.
Thalstan starts taking off his own armor, revealing swim trunks. He is ready for the beach!
We all head down to that good ol’ goblin beach party.
Tadget dances with Bogpaddle Beach Bunny.
Thalstan dances with Bogpaddle Beach Bunny.