"Guntrum! To me!" cries Gustave as the party forms up, "and if you ever felt like repeating your little episode with gigantism at the abbey, now would be a good time."
Desmond draws his sword and says, "Gustave, be a dear and let me know when we should start swinging?" OOC: arghh cross post. edited. Noting the hobbits being led of to (dubious) safety by the weird elf, Gustave focuses on the goblins flanking to the right. " Stay safe, my cruelly-aff...
" Ah ..." sighs Gustave in apparent relief at something to do apart from trudge through mud and listen to the growl of his belly. He eyes the lead goblin as he drops his pack and his blade sings from its sheath, " I don't have a recipe for goblin...but perhaps we can improvise ."
"Torben, how large an area did the encampment outside the walls cover? I could start a fire there and lessen the number of hobgoblins. It would certainly be distracting. Fires spread quickly in camps." " Easy does it my dear Flamefingers ...", says Gustave , laying a calming han...
Dorgan agrees with Des. "Back to the ruins and let the Miss figure out what we've got. Then we can figger out about finding some food and another way into Ket." " Well said my good dwarf ", concurs Gustave . " There is no virtue to remaining here, and we cannot go ahead, so...
" We should all approach together... ", suggests Gustave , apparently returned to sanity by the previous nights engorgement on mule, " ...with our fleetest well in advance ." " Torben has volunteered - perhaps another of us who knows Ket should join him. With luck we can fin...
Gustave stuffs down the charred flesh with frenzied relish, sanity slowly returning to his eyes as his belly fills. He pauses only to remove the silken bedding still wrapped around his waist, regarding it with impatient confusion before returning to his feast. Upon Highbough's suggestion of a trade...
Hopefully The Gustave is leading the blind bi-noggin'd hobbit to the meal, yes? Alas, The Gustave is currently absent; his body is currently under control of The Stomach , and this powerful organ has no concern for blinded half-pint demi-humans (except, perhaps with respect to their apt size for a ...
Wen would return to wake the sleepers and tell them of the unexpected and somewhat mournful bounty. H would also gather up the roots and such the mice recovered . "A balanced diet is important" En-route to the camp, Wen encounters a dazed-looking Gustave who, still partially wrapped in si...
Gustave peers around the ruins with fatigued interest " I have no knowledge of this place, but it would seem that some of you do ", he says, eying the gloomy interior below. " Do any of you know how far to the nearest settlement? Perhaps we can send the fleetest of us forward, that t...