Brothers Goblin - Chapter 1

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Chapter 1
Food For Thought

One day two goblins were skulking about Kern's, Frizzle and Frazzle. "See, I told you this was the wrong way! Look, you holds map upside down!", Frazzle yelled at his brother. "Oh.. Well umm... food that ways then", he sheepishly replied after flipping the map over. While walking and looking at the map, they weren't really paying attention to where they were going, running right into a human. "Ahhh! Goblins!", the peasant screamed. "Ahhh! Human!", the goblins screamed, running away from each other in opposite directions. While the human was running to find a guard, the goblins quickly ran back into Silverwood Forest, to one of their.

There they sat, at a desk in the middle of the woods, catching their breaths. Frizzle rummaged through the papers strewn about. "Hey bonehead, whats you doin? We still gota go back an get food.", Frazzle asked his brother. Frizzle replied, "I looks for scroll that help, or different map
maybes." "Oh Gods, don't be meddlin with scrolls! You nots an archmage yet. Just apprentice, remembers what yous master said?", reminded Frazzle worriedly. "Relax. Trust me. Hey what this? Fortonu... Fordiga...", Frazzle mumbled aloud as he was reading one of the strewn parchments. Suddenly, grease appeared from thin air, causing the two to slip and slide in all directions. Frazzle, angry at his brother, smacked him in the back of the head, sending him sailing across and out of the grease puddle. He finally stopped when he smacked into something hard, shiny, and metal. He looked up to see someone wearing full plate, carrying a
sword, and shield. "AAAAHHH!!! Adventurer!", Frizzle screamed as he ran back into the grease puddle, falling again. "AHHH! Goblins!", screamed the adventurer as he ran and ducked behind a tree. The adventurer peeked out, and studied the goblins closely as they flailed about helplessly in the grease. Soon the magics dissipated. The goblins stood up, and hurriedly ran into the bushes to hide. The adventurer came out to investigate. After looking over the strewn parchments, he began searching for the goblins in earnest. "Now looks what you did. We gonna die...", Frazzle whispered to his brother. "Not worries, I gots plan", Frizzle responded while smiling at his brother. Frazzle sighed heavily. "Last times you said that, Kind hung me upside downs naked while others threw rocks at me, remember?", Frazzle asked his brother. "How was I spose ta know she was Kings sister? Besides, yous said she kissed good. Worth it, yes? Now tie round yous." Frazzle tied a vine around his waist, while Frizzle tied the other end to himself. Then he fashioned a lasso out of another vine. "Yous stay here.", Frizzle grinned, then left the bushes.

"Yahooo! Yippee!", Frizzle cried out as he twirled his lasso in the air, and sent it sailing around a giant fire beetle crawling just a short distance away. At once, it took off. Frazzle suddenly found himself jerked from the bushes and sailing through the air. Slowly, Frizzle pulled himself up and onto the fire beetle's back, using the lasso to guide the animal towards the goblin lair. Frizzle on the other hand, continued to hit every tree, rock, and bush that came along as he was tossed around helplessly. The adventurer stood there, watching the spectacle, with a bewildered look upon his face.

Finally, the goblins were within sight of their lair. The guards, seeing the fire beetle lumbering towards them, began to panic. "Attack! We under attack! Battle stations!", They began to scream, and run around for their weapons. Without regard for Frizzle and Frazzle's safety, they began hurling quarrels with their crossbows at the beetle, felling it just a few feet from the cave entrance. Frazzle sailed through the air, hitting the rock facing of the cave, and face down into the dirt. "Owww...", was all he could manage to mumble. Frizzle dismounted the beetle sadly. "Aww I was gonna keep um. Alreadies named him Creepers." The other goblins just looked around, scratching their heads in confusion. Frazzle stood up wearily. "Tell ums Frizzle! Remembers, adventurer!" "Oh yea, adventurer coming! Adventurer coming! Big, mean, an scary!" In a hurried frenzy, the goblins began making preparations for a coming battle. Frizzle and Frazzle were escorted to the king to report the recent happenings.

Later that day, deep within the throne room, the king discussed things with Frizzle and Frazzle, with a worried expression on his face. "Theys just wana steal ale. They always wana steal ale, an they call us evil!", the goblin king huffed. Suddenly, death screams echoed in a nearby corridor. "Adventurer here!", the king cried out, and used magics to hide himself. Frizzle and Frazzle climbed up the rock wall and hid, preparing for an ambush. After all, defending the king was sure to win them some status. From the darkness, the lone adventurer slowly stepped forward in his full plate, making quite a bit of noise as he went. "Now!", Frazzle screamed, and they both jumped, landing on the adventurer. Frizzle hung on tight to the adventurer's head, covering the eye holes in his helmet. "Guess who? hehehhee...", Frizzle cackled. Frazzle landed on the sword arm, and hung on for dear life as the adventurer tried with all his might to shake the goblin loose. "Aieeieeeieeeugghh!!! Igonnapuuukessss!!!", Frazzle cried out as his face turned a darker shade of green. This went on for nearly an hour, until the adventurer finally began to tire.

"It seems we're at a stalemate.", he stated the obvious. "What that?", Frizzle asked. "A tie.", the adventurer informed them. "Oh, well what we do then?", Frazzle asked, looking nervously down at the sword, still hanging on to the arm. "Well, you two could always surrender...", the adventurer suggested. "No no no, you surrender. We gots you! An you in our home.", Frizzle pointedly informed him. After arguing back and forth for 30 minutes, Frazzle spoke up. "How bout we both surrender. Yous drop sword, an we's let go. Deal?", the adventurer sighed heavily, and agreed. Frazzle let go and stood on top of the fallen sword, while Frizzle let go, dropping to the ground, and ran around to stand by his brother.

"Why you come here? You come to steal ale?", Frizzle asked. "No, I came to stop whatever evil deeds you were planning to do in Kerns, fiend!", the adventurer bravely replied, sticking out his chest heroically. "Evil? Evil! Since when finding food evil huh?! Huh?!, Frazzle asked, stepping forward, getting all worked up. "We nots call you evil when stuffing yous face with food, do do we? Why we's always gota be evil? Why not you be evil an we vanquish you!?!? How you feel if I come your house an call you evil?", Frazzle rambled, then kicked the adventurer's armored boot. "Owww!", he cried out and began hopping around. With a puzzled look, the adventurer asked, "You were just there getting food?" "Why else we go round smelly humans? Hmm? Merchants no sell to us cause you calls us evil, so we gotta sneaks to get food. Yous fault!", Frizzle informed him. "Ahh... well... I...", the adventurer stammered. "Maybes we do this, we gives you gold, you buys us foods an bring it here, then we no scare humans, an they no scares us?", Frizzle suggested. Frazzle stopped hopping, and looked at his brother. "Wow, yous actually gots a good idea!?!?" Frazzle just grinned, not really sure if it was a compliment or an insult. The adventurer thought it over for a moment, then agreed. Frizzle gave the adventurer some gold, and sent him on his way.

"Hey where you gets gold from?", Frazzle asked. Frizzle just grinned and replied, "From hims pocket! Hahhaha!" They both wandered off into the caves, laughing...

Chapter 2 - Bushwacked