Brothers Goblin - Table of Contents

• Credits, Copyright Info, Etc.
• Chapter 1 - Food For Thought
  
• Chapter 2 - Bushwacked
  
• Chapter 3 - Cruel Interrogation
  
• Chapter 4 - The Great Escape
  
• Chapter 5 - Green Exposure
  
• Chapter 6 - Swash Your Buckles
  
• Chapter 7 - Snatch N Grab
  
• Chapter 8 - Okeah's Anger
  
• Chapter 9 - Change of Faith
  
• Chapter 10 - Stand Your Ground
  

Brothers Goblin - Credits, Copyright Info., Etc.

This story was created based on the Soul Forge universe. Soul Forge is a persistent world online server for the Neverwinter Nights role playing computer game. Many writers, scripters, world builders, DM's, staff members, and players (former and current) put a lot of time and effort in creating this world for everyone to play in, and enjoy. As such, all references to Soul Forge characters, town names, places, etc. are property of Soul Forge and the Soul Forge community. However, the three goblins, as well as other characters were created by me, some of which may have been played by me on Soul Forge. Permission was given by the Soul Forge Staff for me to use their work for this story. This story should be treated as Fan Fiction.

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Chapter 1 - Food For Thought

Brothers Goblin - Chapter 10

Chapter 9 - Change of Faith

Chapter 10
Stand Your Ground

As the pirates returned to their camp with their prisoner, a little goblin remained hidden in the bushes. He quietly peered out, taking note of the defenses, then creped off into the wood. Meanwhile, the goblin pirates and their halfling friends celebrated their victory as well as the capture of their first prisoner. "Oooh lets torture hims! We gets him ta talk!", exclaimed Frazzle as he hopped up and down excitedly. The other goblins agreed. They tied the man down to their newly built stretch rack. They removed his gag and began to question him. "Who sent yous?", Frazzle asked. The man spat in his face. "I wont tell you nuthin!", he shouted. Frazzle turned a large wooden wheel, pulling the ropes tighter. The prisoner groaned. "Who sent yous!", Frazzle yelled. "I'll rip out yer heart an eat it raw ya little green snot ball!", the man taunted. Frazzle snorted and turned the wheel again. "Arrgg!", the man groaned. "Tell me or dies!", Frazzle commanded. "Ok ok! A knight the Duke hired. He said you were up to no good in Kerns. The goblin king thought you both ran off with the food you stole from Kerns instead of giving it to him and agreed to help. We made a deal with him to hunt you down. That's all I know, honest!", the man cried as he burst into tears. "That little...", Frazzle grumbled as he began to curse. Not realizing it, he leaned upon the wooden wheel and slipped as it turned, falling onto the ground. The man screamed in horror as his limbs were torn from his body. Frazzle stood up, blinked, then whispered, "Ooops.." "What we do now", asked Frizzle. "We prepare for war.", Slazzle commanded cooly. Everyone agreed with their leader and began to fortify the camp. Traps were set in front of the cave as well as around the guard houses. Catapults were built on the far end of camp, near the sea to fire upon oncoming invaders. Trees were felled to make quarrels for their crossbows.

As they were finishing up their work, the wind suddenly shifted. The sounds of clanging metal could be heard. Everyone stopped their work to listen. "What that?", Frizzle whispered. "The enemy has found us it seems. Battle stations!", Slazzle barked. Everyone took up position. Advanced scounts scurried off into the trees to weaken the invaders. Soon curses and shouts could be heard from the forest. Unseen goblins rained a deadly fire of quarrels from treetops, and from underneeth bushes. A few soldiers were wounded and were carried to the back of the invading army to be cared for. However, they marched closer. "For honor and glory! For the Duke!", some shouted. "For gold and riches!", others cried. They charged ahead. The first wave were shredded to bits by spiked pits dug around the guard posts. As the second wave approached, a group of goblin pirates met them in a flurry of dagger slashes. The fighting was intense. Goblin and soldier both fell. However, at the end of the small skirmish, there were still a few soldiers standing. A second wave ran forth with stout guards in front, and prepared mages behind them. They began to hurl death upon the goblins as they ran to meet the soldiers. Fireballs errupted. Frazzle stepped up and began casting upon the enemy. Ice daggers shot forth from his little green hands, searing the soldiers and crippling them. Quickly, the mages let loose with magic missles upon Frizzle. The magical energy crackled hot to Frazle's horror. "Ahhh!", he cried as he ducked behind a bush. Slazzle ducked around the other side of the guard post to avoid certain death. Frazzle stood there bravely with his chest held high as the searing magic engulfed him, blinding anyone gazing directly at him. As the energies faded, Frazzle peered out to see his brother still standing, with a determined look upon his face. Frizzle had finally cast a spell properly, shielding him from magic missles.

Frizzle defiantly shouted his next spell. The invaders fell over laughing hystericly. "Ah well, can't expect hims ta get um all right...", Frazzle sighed, not realizing his brother's plan. As the soldiers lay wounded and the mages rendered helpless, Frazzle shouted, "Charge!" Three goblins rushed out with small daggers, driving them deeply into the invaders hearts. Slazzle shouted, "Good thinking!" They all looked around for a moment, noticing an eerie calmness that settled over the battlefield. "We wons!", exclaimed Frazzle. Suddenly, an arrow flew out from the tree line, directly into Slazzle's heart. His eyes widened in horror as he collapsed. "Now! Strike Swiftly!", was shouted from the forest as more arrows began to rain down upon the goblins, killing many. Slowly and steadily, militia archers marched from the wood towards the goblins, fireing arrows in rapid succession. Frizzle and Frazzle ducked, cowering over Slazzles body. "Slazzle...", they sniffled.

Just then, an loud voice boomed out in the midst of the battle. "NO! I WILL NOT ALLOW THIS!" From the sea, a huge column of water rose up, taking on the shape of a giant head. Both sides stopped and gawked at the sight. The water began to crackle brightly with divine energy. "I will not allow one of my faithful to be felled by a simple arrow!", it screamed. Everyone covered their ears and cringed. The column of water rose higher and higher, looming over them like a giant tidal wave. The energies grew more intense. The invading army broke into chaos and began to scramble in all directions, not really sure what direction to run to for safety. Suddenly, CRASH! The water hit the battle field, lighting up everything in white hot magics. The cave entrance collapsed under the stress. The invading army screamed as they were being burned alive by the magical electricity coursing through them while they drown helplessly. Frizzle, Frazzle, and Slazzle's body were covered in water, the same energies wrapping around them as well, blinding the two goblin brothers.

The ground shook as storm clouds overhead gathered. Huge bolts of lightning struck the water-laden lands. Okeah's anger was mighty indeed, as the storm lasted for hours. Finally, the clouds dissapated and the waters receeded. Frizzle and Frazzle stood up and rubbed their eyes. Somehow, they survied. What was more unbelieveable was the fact that they were able to breath underwater. They looked around to survey the scene. Dead bodies littered the land, both goblin as well as human. Slazzle's halfling friends weren't even spared, as a few of them were impaled upon spears. They looked at each other curiously, then down at the spot where Slazzle had fallen. "Where body?", Frazzle asked. Frizzle just shrugged. "Priestess!?!?", they both called out. However, she was nowhere to be found. "Well they gota be here sumwheres, or at least a body. Yous dun just die an dissapear!", declared Frazzle. Frizzle just scratched his head. "So wut we do now?", asked Frazzle. "Guess start all over an get nuther crew. Maybes Slazzle an holy lady show up sumtime... or at least bodies anyways...", Frizzle whispered quietly, still shaken by the whole ordeal. The two goblin brothers gathered up a few weapons and water logged supplies, and set out upon Arkon to search for their friends, as well as to find a new pirate crew...


The End... or is it?

Brothers Goblin - Chapter 9

Chapter 8 - Okeah's Anger

Chapter 9
Change of Faith

Once Frizzle finished his story, the priestess looked upon him with pity. "You three have the worst luck...", she commented. The goblins nodded gravely. "So... umm... wut yous do?", Slazzle inquired. "I am a priestess of Okeah, god of the sea, ruler of storms.", she replied proudly. "Oooh wow! I just priest of Zeeks... Not really good wun though.", Slazzle informed her. "Oh? Why is that?", she asked. "Well, I not likes hurting meself. Hurtin' others fun, but not self. Not many job perks eithers. I gota cut self, tie self up which real hard, an Zeeks want weird rituals. I not likes...", Slazzle whispered. Sensing an opportunity to further her own faith, the priestess smiled wryly and asked, "What do you like then?" "Pirate! I likes bein' a pirate! Arrr!", Slazzle squeeked. "Ah, many pirates worship Okeah as well. Perhaps with a change of faith, your luck would improve.", she hinted. "Ya really think so?", Slazzle gasped, getting rather excited. The priestess nodded. "Okies, but umm... wut I gota do? Do I just talks to him?" "Here, take my hand.", the priestess spoke in a gentle voice. Frizzle and Frazzle looked on curiously as Slazzle took the priestesses hand. They both began to pray quietly. Frizzle and Frazzle blinked as the sea became dead calm. Bubbles from the depths floated up off the port side of their small boat. Suddenly, water slowly began to rise from the water in a giant column. It took the shape of a large humanoid head. "I am Okeah, god of the seas, harbinger of destruction, traveler of the depths, master of the winds. I have heard your prayers little one. Repent for your crimes against my faithful and be judged.", a loud voice echoed. Slazzle dropped to his knees and began to worship. "Oh mighty one, I be at yous mercy. I sorries I got your priestess. It was accident. I not wants to hurt her. Please forgive, pretty please! I see you mighty, I want worship you an be pirate. I spread faith to others, I promise.", Slazzle begged. The giant head blew a cool breeze over Slazzle, causing him to shiver a bit, as well as glow. "You speak truth little one. Your heart is genuine. I accept your apology. You shall be one of my faithful. You will return to your former home, and gather more who are willing to follow. I have much work for you to do. The priestess shall guide and train you. Now go! And do not fail me, lest you feel my wrath once more!", the voice commanded. "Yes master! Yes sir!", whispered Slazzle as he continued to worship. Frizzle and Frazzle just held onto each other, trembling. The priestess nodded and whispered, "As you command master." The head slowly sank into the water as the glow around Slazzle faded. Suddenly, the small boat slowly began to float in an unknown direction. Slazzle sat up, and looked over at Frizzle and Frazzle, with a harsh look in his eyes. "We believe! We believe! We follow!", they stammered fearfully. "Good.", Slazzle smiled. "There is much I must teach you before we reach shore.", the priestess informed Slazzle. For the rest of their journey, she tutored him in the magics of Okeah.

The next day the sound of seagulls awoke the wayward travelers as the small boat thumped against the shore. They happily crawled out to survey their surroundings. They were standing at the edge of a thick forest, with a high rocky cliff to one side. Carved out into the cliff was a deep, dark cave. "Oooh lets go looky!", shouted Frazzle as he ran ahead. "Wait! Might be dangerous! Wait!", called Frizzle as he quickly ran after his brother. Slazzle and the priestess sighed as they followed close behind. Once at the mouth of the cave, Slazzle cast a spell to illuminate the way in front of them. The cave was rather deep, with a river running out from it. However, the winds blew from the sea into the cave. "Hmm... we could sail up river, an float back down. This might be good place for new pirate hideout. We gots lota wood nearby ta build ship an make good hideout.", commented Slazzle. "But we needs more for work or we be real old when we done...", Frazzle pointed out. Slazzle grinned and replied, "Just leaves that ta me. You two get workin, I go get help. Slazzle and the priestess disappeared into the forest, leaving Frizzle and Frazzle to their work. First, they fashioned crude axes from stones, vines, and small logs laying upon the forest floor. Then they felled many trees, using some to roll others near the cave. Slowly, they erected a couple lookout towers, and a small raft to float supplies in and out of
the cave.

A few days later, Slazzle and the Priestess returned with several more goblins, and even a few halflings. "Who these?", Frazzle inquired. "These old friends. They not really like king much.", grinned Slazzle. Frizzle recognized a few of the goblins, all had been exiled by the king. Some were carpenters, smiths, soldiers, etc. They joined in the efforts and soon they had built a formidable base. Work began slowly on their pirate ship. Such a craft required a lot of time to plan and build. "Hmm.. we still need more helps.", sighed Frizzle. "Yes, we go get others from cave that wana leave.", decreed Slazzle. Frizzle and Frazzle looked up at Slazzle in disbelief. "Make war on old home?", Frizzle whispered in a stunned voice as he remembered how formidable the defenses were, as well as being unsure of how many others would follow. Slazzle grinned widely and replied, "Yes. Okeah will helps us." With a wave of his arms, several air and water elementals appeared. All of the goblins cheered, grabbed their weapons, and they all marched through the wood towards Silverwood, towards their old home.

Once they arrived, several goblins shouted for everyone to man their battle stations. Others just dropped their weapons and greeted them. Soon however, each side began to organize and fierce fighting broke out. The elementals clearly outmatched the goblins in the cave, as several were thrown against the rock wall, loosing consciousness. The fighting continued as they journeyed deeper. Quarrels were flying, war cries were shouted, and death screams echoed throughout the deep dark cave. However, the King's faithful oracles had seen the coming battle, and they were prepared with a surprise of their own. The Duke and his elite guard stepped forth from a nearby corridor and smiled wryly at the goblins. Frizzle and Frazzle both looked stunned. "Charge!", the Duke cried as he and his men rushed. One of the guards began slashing as though he enjoyed being splattered in his enemies blood. Slashing low, he aimed to cut Frizzle down quickly. The agile little goblin jumped, missing a deathblow that would have surely sent him to visit Jaev, the Soul Forger in purgatory. Frazzle saw his brother in danger, and quickly his blood began to boil. "ARRRGGG!!!", he screamed as he pounced upon the guards back. The guard squirmed and contorted, trying to throw the little goblin off. But Frazzle held fast, and climbed up the man's back to his head. With a fierce look in his eyes, Frazzle pulled out his club and started beating the man in the head. "Who's yor daddy!", Frazzle cackled as the man's eardrums burst under the incessant clanging of wood against metal. The guard cried out and toppled over. Soon the goblins enveloped him, jabbing, stabbing, and even biting the man. The Duke Flanked Frazzle as he jumped from the man's falling body, bashing him hard with his shield. Frazzle went sailing off into the darkness, hitting the cave wall with a hard thump. Frizzle screamed a spell in anger with all of his breath at the Duke. A bright searing light flashed as a fireball erupted from his fingers, incinerating the Duke instantly. The smell of charred flesh filled the cave. The other guards were horrified. They turned and fled. However, the priestess grabbed the last one before he could get away and pulled him to the ground. The goblins quickly climbed on top of him and bound him with rope. They all shouted in victory as they carried him from the cave. Slazzle and Frizzle ran over to their fallen brother. Aside from a nasty bruise upon his back, and quite winded from his anger, he was ok. They all marched victoriously towards their hideout, with their new prisoner carried high above them. Helplessly, the frightened guard murmured, choking on the dirty sackcloth they had shoved into his mouth. It was a great day indeed for the goblin pirates. More numbers in their crew, and their first prisoner. Slazzle walked with Frizzle and Frazzle at the front, proudly. "You two be my trusted Lieutenants. You both gots promotion.", declared Slazzle. "Hooray!", Frizzle and Frazzle shouted triumphantly. For the time being, it seemed all three had found what they were looking for. Slazzle had finally grasped his leadership skills and used them to accomplish something. Frizzle and Frazzle finally found someone who understood them, as well as strong enough to provide the leadership they needed to flourish. All three had found their purpose in Arkon. But this wasn't the end. Oh no, it was just the beginning.....

Chapter 10 - Stand Your Ground

Brothers Goblin - Chapter 8

Chapter 7 - Snatch N Grab

Chapter 8
Okeah's Anger

The crew of The Barnacle Tree used their pulleys to hastily pull the small boat out of the water. The first mate threw the bound woman onto the deck. The crew were scrambling for their battle stations, and rightfully so. Three Sudak warships were fast approaching. "Raise anchor and hoist thu sails!", barked Captain Schmee. "Load them cannons! Bring crossbows to bear, they'll be gettin close before long!", cried someone else. Frazzle yelped as the sails were raised, his leg caught in one of the knots. He was quickly lifted high into the air. Noticing this, the Captain called to him, "Ye see anything else?!" "Five more ships!", Frazzle called back. "Crew below, break out thu oars an start rowin' like yer life depends on it, cause it be that way fer sure, Arrr!", the Captain shouted into a pipe that lead down into the bowls of the ship. Suddenly, large wooden oars emerged from the sides of the ship, pushing the ship faster still. Cannons splashed all around the ship, drenching the crew on deck. Crewmen scurried to reload and fire their own cannons as quickly as possible. Frizzle and Slazzle helped the close range team knock as many crossbows as possible. They also strapped weapons to themselves, as they would serve as the boarding party should the other ships get close enough to make the jump. "Ready! Steady! Steady! Fire at will!", cried a Lieutenant." "Which wun's Will?", Frizzle asked with a bewildered expression on his face. Slazzle smacked him in the back of the head quickly. "Just shoot at sumbudy not on our boat dummy!", Slazzle barked. They fired the first volley of quarrels into the closest ship, ducked the incoming volley, picked up another loaded crossbow, and prepared to repeat the maneuver. Suddenly, another ship flanked the Barnacle Tree, sending a volley of quarrels onto the deck. The Captain took one in the shoulder and went down. Frazzle up top took one in the chest. The force hit him hard enough to knock him loose from the rope tangled around his ankle, and down he fell, hitting the deck with a loud thud that almost sounded like cannon fire. Frizzle looked upon his fallen brother with horror. "NOOOO!" he screamed. Raising his hands, he began to chant quickly. A thick fog enveloped the entire area. He cursed loudly and chanted again. The winds began to pick up, pushing the barnicle tree quickly out into the open sea, and pushing back the Sudak warships at the same time. Slazzle looked upon him in amazement. "Good work! How yous think o' that?", Slazzle asked. "I still messed up, spose ta be big fireball ta blow ums up. Brother!", Frizzle stammered as he ran over to Frazzle. Frazzle's eyes were glazed, his breathing terribly slow. His skin began turning from it's normal, sick green color, to a pale shade of yellow. Frazzle began to cry. "Brother! No! You canna dies! You only family I gots! Please dun go! Please!" Slazzle checked on the Captain. Blarney nodded gravely and said, "I'll live, tend to thu lil one yonder." Blarney grunted as he yanked the quarrel out of his shoulder. Slazzle nodded, and approached Frazzle. Frizzle yanked the quarrel from his brother's gut, and used the rest of the cloak he still had to try and stop the blood that gushed forth. Slazzle placed a comforting hand upon Frizzle's shoulder and whispered, "You needn't fear." Slazzle pulled a brightly glowing crystal from his pack. Holding it high into the air, he chanted the sacred words that had been passed down from one Oracle to the next. Bright magics flashed forth as the wounds on both Blarney Schmee, and Frazzle began to heal quickly. The Captain stood up immediately. "Arr! Good werk lad! An extra ration o' ale fer ya." Slazzle saluted proudly. While still weak, Frazzle sat up slowly, his normal green shade beginning to return. Frizzle hugged him tight and blubbered, "Brother! I thoughts you gonner fer good!" "Neh, I too green ta go likes that Arr!", replied Frazzle. Suddenly, Frizzle began to smack his brother around. "Don't yous ever ever ever scares me like that again, never ever ever!", he shouted. "Oww! Oww! Oww!", Frazzle yelped. Finally, Frazzle was able to subdue his attacker by tackling him, and gave his brother a hug. "A-hem!", Captain Schmee cleared his throat. Both goblins stood up, blushed, and saluted. "Sir!" "Nuff o' thu mushy stuff, there be werk ta be done.. Arrr...", replied the Captain. "Aye aye sir!", the goblins shouted, as they scurried off to continue their duties.

The fog began to clear just as the crew finished securing the cannons. They floated peacefully somewhere off the coast of Sharylaunn. As the rest of the crew continued to make minor repairs hear and there, the Captain turned to the lady bound in magical ropes. "Godspit! This isn't the right one! First mate, front an center!", Blarney yelled. The first mate staggered up to Blarney. "Yesshh shir? Hic..", he stammered. "Ye blunderin fool! Ye got thu wrong wun! That wun thar looks like a priestess o' Okeah!" "Notsh hic muh fault. Hic... Goblins dids it.. hic..." "Not yer fault!? Ye were in charge!" Blarney squats down and removes the gag from the woman's mouth. "Ye be alright miss?", Blarney inquired. It quickly became clear that the woman was extremely angry for being bound and gagged. "You brute! I curse you and your ship! Hear me! By Okeah's hand I curse thee!" Blarney stood, took a step back, and looked around warily. "No need ta be gettin' angry miss. Come 'morrow we'll set ya free. You not be thu wun we afters.", he stammered. The priestess spits, and continues to spew forth foul oaths at the pirates. "Arr... I be needin rest. Yer mess mate, yers ta deal with.", he told his first mate, and returned to the Captain's quarters. The first mate just slumped over and passed out.

Several hours later, after the sun had set, the first mate awoke. He rubbed his eyes and stood. The goblins sat over by the mast, and giggled. The first mate stood over the priestess. "Ye've caused me a bit o' trouble with thu capn'. Leme get a good look at ya..." He bent down, putting his dirty face inches from the priestess's face. "Well now, ye are a pretty wun. Thu goblins got taste, I'll give um that." He brushed his had accross her cheek, leaving a smudge behind. "I think I be havin' a bit o' fun with ye tonight, har har har!", he cackled. She spat in his eyes and cursed, "Ye nuthin but a sack o' troll dung! Ye touch me again an ye won be needin' a codpiece when I get done with ye, savage brute!" The first mate cursed, wiped his eyes, and growled angrily. He reared back and slapped the woman hard, knocking her to the deck. "Wench! A woman's place is in thu kitchen er in thu bed! I be teachin' ya sum respect, er cut out yer tounge I will!" The woman began to wimper softly. "Okeah... Please hear my prayers. Deliver me from these ruffians, I beg..." In the distance, a low rumble sounded as dark clouds rolled in. Lightning flashed accross the night sky as the wind began to houl. "Praise Okeah, praise him...", the woman whispered. "Shetup wench!", the first mate commanded as he kicked her in the stomach. No sooner had he kicked her, the winds picked up dramaticly, quickly reaching hurricane force. Rain began to dump from the sky as though large buckets hovered overhead. Immediately the first mate became frightened. Fighting the winds, he slowly made his way to the captain's door. Frizzle hung on tightly to the mast. Frazzle began to slide sideways, and grabbed Frizzle's feet to hang on. Slazze grabbed Frazzle's feet to prevent himself from being blown away. The first mate caught a glimpse of this out of the corner of his eye, and pounded upon the cabin door franticly. "What's all thu ruckus? This better be good er ye be walkin thu...", spoke the captain as he opened the door, his voice becoming lost in the winds. "Capn'! 'Tis thu priestess! We're doomed!", screamed the first mate, barely being heard over the fierce gale. "She's called Okeah down upon us!" The first mate's face began turning green, nearly matching the goblin's color as sea sickness set in. "Arrr.. It be yer fault. I told ye ta get thu 'oer wun. Least then we coulda offered Okeah a sacrifice. But takin' wun o' his holy, 'tis bad luck!" Suddenly, the wind strengthened again. Frizzle lost his grip, sending all three goblins into the darkness. The wind picked up the priestess as well, carrying her past the two pirates, still crying and spewing forth foul curses at them. Blarney made his way over to the mast, and hung on for dear life as the wind lifted his feet from the deck, threatening to send him into the darkness. The first mate wasn't so lucky however. The winds drove him back, sending him crashing through the railing and off the side of the ship. The rain was pouring down in stinging torrents. Blarney cried out, "Lunias! Aid me! Calm his anger, I beg ye!" Suddenly, lightning arced from the sky, hitting the ship and tearing it to shreds. Wood flew everywhere, and Blarney plunged into the sea. A sharp pain filled his head as the salt water splashed over him. Touching his face, he realized a piece of wood had pierced his eye, still protruding from his skull. As his world began to grow dark, he grabbed hold of something floating by, and lost conciousness...

As the storm began to die, the three goblins struggled to remain afloat. Pieces of wood floated all around them, yet each time they tried to grab one, a wave would send it further away, keeping it out of reach. As if by miracle, the small landing craft they had used earlier floated by, unharmed by Okeah's anger. The goblins quickly grabbed hold of it, and pulled themselves inside. To their surprise, the bound priestess lay in the bottom. The goblins looked at each other, completely dumbfounded. "Wuts we do wif her now?", Frizzle asked. "We nots pirates no more I guess. We lets her go now, yep.", replied Frazzle as they began to untie the ropes. The priestess rubbed her sore wrists, and looked upon the goblins with a bit of confusion. "Your not really pirates? How did you fall in with that bunch?", she asked them. Frizzle replied, "Well... it all began..."

Chapter 9 - Change of Faith

Brothers Goblin - Chapter 6

Chapter 5 - Green Exposure

Chapter 6
Swash Your Buckles

As the ferry floated lazily upon the river, loud thunder crackled overhead as a huge, ominous rain cloud hovered overhead. "Okeah looks a bit angry t'day.", the Captain commented gravely. "Better hurry an get ta shore." Suddenly, the wind picked up speed as rain began to pour down upon the ferry. Frizzle and Frazzle toppled over, revealing themselves for who they were. The startled crew began to shout. Various weapons were drawn as the goblins were chased about the boat. "Ahh! Run! They gonna kills us!", cried Frizzle. "Run where dumb dumb! We on boat!", replied Frazzle as they scurried about. The chase was intense. The sailors were cursing, the goblins were jumping and running about franticly. Everyone was to busy to notice the storm was blowing them out to sea. The chase lasted hours, as the goblins ran across every inch of the ferry, above and below deck. Just as the storm began to let up, the goblins were cornered at the bow of the ship. "Please dun kills us!", pleaded Frizzle as the captain plodded towards them, scimitar drawn menacingly. BOOM! SPLASH! Something landed extremely close to the ferry, sending salt water over the boat and into the Captain's face. She looked around and realized, they were out at sea. What was worse, another ship was dangerously close, a black flag with skull and crossed bones flying high. "Arrr! Surrender an we won't be killin ya!" The ferry was without weapons, nor a quick means of sailing back to land. With a heavy sigh, the Captain raised a white flag of surrender as the pirate ship floated ever closer.

Soon, pirates were jumping aboard, shouting, swearing, and groping the passengers. Several went below to raid the cargo holds. A scruffy man with a wooden leg approached the Captain and the goblins. "Arrr. After we get wut we want, we be lettin ye go free.", he stated matter of factly. "Who are you knave!?", the Captain boldy inquired. "I be Blarney Cutthroat Schmee, Captain o' the Barnicle Tree, pirate o' thu Shimmerin' Sea! Arrrr!", he exclaimed dramatically. The Ferry Captain quivered in fear, and bowed her head in submission. Suddenly, Frazzle called out, "Arrr! Hail Captain Schmee!" "Wut you doin stupids?", whispered Frizzle. "Gettin us outa this, an dun calls me stupids, dummy!", he whispered back. "Now wut this be here?", inquired the pirate. "We be pirates too yup, an we wana join up!", explained Frazzle as he pulled his dagger, and made a few swipes in the air. "Har har har! Kinda small ta be pirates aren't ye? Well now, how do I be knowin ya piratey nuff?" "We snucks here ta trick ums out ta sea fer ya, Arrr!!", Frazzle squeaked. Blarney just grinned and chuckled. "I guess ye can be joinin' up then, since ye helped us an all. Now get below an help with thu rest o' thu loot before ye end up swabbin thu deck, Arrr!!!" "Aye aye sir!", the goblins yelped as they both saluted, then headed below to loot the ship with the rest of the pirates. The ferry captain cursed under her breath and glared at the goblins as they began to haul up food supplies from below.

Before long, the ferry was but a distant speck upon the horizon as Frizzle and Frazzle stood upon the deck of the Barnacle Tree. They both turned to each other, grinned, and said, "Arrrr! Hahahahha!" It was a fine day indeed. Blarney Schmee looked upon the goblins with a smile upon his face. It didn't matter if he believed the goblins had actually helped bring the ferry out. Their food stores were full, their holds had gold, valuable jewelry, and enough ale to travel to Sudak and back several times. It was a good day for them all. Frazzle sat by the railing beside his brother. Taking the cloak, he cut out a small scrap of cloth and tied it around his head, covering his eye. Blarney walked by and looked down at the goblins curiously. Frazzle just looked up, smiled, and said, "Arrr!" "Har har, ye look a bit more piratey now lil one. Keep at it.", Blarney chuckled as he continued looking after the ship. Frizzle just shrugged, and made himself an eye patch. "So, wut we do now?", Frizzle asked his brother. "Umm... I dunno. Go pirate I guess.", Frazzle replied. "Dumb dumb, that not what I ment. How we get back?", replied Frizzle. "Stop callin me dumb! I dunno how we gets back yet, but we gots food an peoples that not try ta kill us, now shet up an try ta look piratey!", Frazzle snapped.

The two goblins went about their business, swabbing the deck, learning to tie knots, and of course, drinking and playing cards with the rest of the crew...

Chapter 7 - Snatch N Grab

Brothers Goblin - Chapter 5

Chapter 4 - The Great Escape

Chapter 5
Green Exposure

After a few hours, the goblins came across an old door with a sign out front. "The Black Lotus Inn" From the shadows, they watched for some time as various shady looking cutthroats, thieves, thugs, and other assorted criminals came and went. Finally, Frazzle whispered, "Looks safe nuff. Lets go." "In there? But thems peoples look real mean an tuff.", Frizzle pointed out. "Yup, an that why we be safe. They run frum guards too. They not go turn us in, they get arrested too yup yup.", Frazzle retorted. He quickly grabbed his brother by the arm, and dragged him inside as the next patron entered. Unnoticed, they ducked into a dark corner and watched. There were quite a few people at various tables. Some whispered quietly, while some loudly cursed and challenged others. Most were drunk from too much ale. Those that weren't were quickly getting there. In one corner of the Inn, a man was peddling various wares, no questions asked, surrounded by a thick haze of smoke. The goblins whispered quietly to each other, and agreed to avoid that area. "So wut we do now?", asked Frazzle worriedly. "We can't lives here forever. We gots no gold, an they not look generous." Frizzle replied, "I gots idea, just do wut I do." "I dun like thu sound a that. I always end up wif ugly girl chasin me when you say that...", sighed Frazzle as he nervously followed his brother. Together they stood by the door, greeting patrons cheerfully as they entered. "G'day sir. Take yer cloak an hat?" Most just ignored them, however, a few grunted as they walked past.

Finally, a young man entered the Inn. He was cleanly shaved, and smelled as if he had bathed recently. He was clearly out of place. The patrons stopped what they were doing and stared. "Take yer cloak an hat sir?", Frizzle asked. "My, what good service in this fine establishment. Thank you little fellow!", replied the adventurer, handing over his cloak and hat. The young man sat down at the table, waved his fingers in the air snobbishly. "Waiter! A glass of your finest wine if you please!" All the patrons stood up, and slowly approached this obviously easy mark, laughing and snorting. Suddenly, they pounced. The fighting was intense. "C'mon!", Frizzle shouted to his brother. They quickly slipped out the door with the adventurer's cloak and hat. After running a ways, they stopped at a sewer grate leading to the surface, gasping for air. "Wut we gonna do with cloak an hat?", asked Frazzle. "We gonna be human. You gets on bottom. I gets on shoulders. We wraps up an I wear hat.", Frizzle informed him. "Hey why you gets on top! I wanna wear hat!", complained Frazzle. "Cause it my idea.", Frizzle challenged. "No no no! I wanna be on top!", Frazzle complained. "Okies, how bout we flip for it?", grinned Frizzle as he pulled a shiny gold coin from a hidden pocket in the cloak. "Okies.", agreed Frazzle. "Heads I win, tails you loose.", Frizzle declared as he tossed the coin into the air. The coin flipped end over end straight up, and into Frazzle's hand. "Drat! Tails, I loose...", sighed Frazzle, handing the coin back to his brother. Frizzle clumsily climbed onto his brothers back, wrapped the cloak around them,
and placed the over sized hat upon his head, hiding most of his face. Carefully, they climbed the ladder and made their way into the Davenport streets...

Slowly their eyes readjusted to the sunlight shining dimly from the horizon. Citizens and nobles were wandering about, running errands and chatting with each other. Frizzle and Frazzle stumbled around in their make-shift disguise like a drunkard making his way home from the tavern. As they turned the corner, they accidentally bumped into a noblewoman. "Ah! You drunken brute! Stay back or I shall summon the guards!", she called out helplessly. With a mischievous cackle, Frizzle opened the front of the cloak, Frazzle following his lead. "Oooh my...", cried the woman as she fainted from the sight of the mysterious green body flashing her. "Hahahhaha! Good fun!", Frazzle commented. "Quick, get her coin purse!", commanded Frizzle. Frazzle quickly snatched it from her belt, passed it up to his brother, where he placed it in the secret pocket of the cloak. After wrapping themselves up once again, they teetered down another alley to seek out another victim to unleash their mean, green, indecency.

It was a busy night for the goblins. Teeter, shout, flash, faint, cackle, grab, teeter off. After a few victims, they had it down to a fine art. In many homes all over Davenport, distressed noblewomen poured their hearts out to their husbands, of how they were robbed by the disfigured green pervert. It wasn't long before more guards began patrolling the streets. "We gotsta go. To thu ferry.", commanded Frizzle. Nearly out of breath, Frazzle slowly made his way to the ferry. The captain looked them over suspiciously, but only shrugged and allowed them passage after they produced twenty gold for her troubles. The goblins wobbled onto the boat, and sailed off into the mists towards Kern's Flatland, just across the river....

Chapter 6 - Swash Your Buckles

Brothers Goblin - Chapter 4

Chapter 3 - Cruel Interrogation

Chapter 4
The Great Escape

Many hours had passed. Frizzle was still unsure if his brother was alive or dead. He couldn't even hear himself cry. Frazzle had regained consciousness, waking up in darkness, thinking he were dead, and this was the abyss. Neither could hear the other crying. They both felt completely helpless. Suddenly, the darkness vanished, bringing the Duke and mage into view. They both chuckled psychotically, smiling at the two crying goblins. "Now, are you ready to talk?", the Duke asked. "But we dun tolds you everythin'!! Honest!", both goblins pleaded. "Hrmph! I see they are strong willed. Perhaps a night or two spent with their... new friends behind bars will encourage them to talk, muhahaha!", the Duke cackled. He summoned the guard, and the two goblins were quickly escorted back to their foul smelling cell.

As the guard walked away, the two goblins began to argue fiercely. "Big dummy, all your fault!" "My fault!?!? You stupid idea make deal wif human! Your fault!" The more they argued, the less they actually believed the other one was at fault. However, they continued to argue to avoid sleep, as the half-orc in the cell to their left continued to stare at both of them while drooling a large puddle upon the floor of his cell. A short while before dawn, the shady character in the cell to their right was becoming irritated. He wanted nothing more than to shut them up. As will all rogues, he had a plan. "Psst... Over here... Yea you two green fellas. You wan out?", he whispered. The goblins looked at each other, nodded, then met with the man over by the bars. "Take this 'ere chisel, an keep at them walls an ye'll be outa 'ere in no time, but ya gota promise ta take me with ya.", he offered. The goblins replied in unison, "Okies!" With that, they began the slow, tedious work of chiseling a hole in the back wall of the cell. The shady character relaxed upon his bedroll, alone with his thoughts. "Heh, they'll never get through, but at least I can get sum sleep. 'Sides... If they do get out they'll keep their promise, they look like easy marks..." With that, the shady looking guy fell asleep.

As Frizzle and Frazzle worked furiously, they failed to notice the dawn shining through the barred window high upon the wall, nor the guard strolling down the corridor with their nutritious breakfast wich consisted of some sort of gray mush that looked almost as if it had been previously digested by something else...

"Aight, come et yer gruel...", the guard mumbled as he opened the cell door. "Wuts this!?!? Hey wut are you...", he yelped in confusion. The startled goblins looked at each other, then the guard. Frizzle grabbed the filthy chamber pot, and quickly chunked it in the guards face, spilling filth and grime all over him, and into his armor. "Wut you doin!", Frazzle cried out franticly. "RUN!", Yelped Frazzle as he ran and slid through the filth, between the guards legs, and out the cell door. Frazzle followed his brother, shoving the chisel into a joint in the codpiece of the guards armor. The guard immediately doubled over, falling face first into the muck, gagging and choking. The commotion quickly awoke the shady character in the neighboring cell who quickly cried out, "Hey wut bout me! Get me outa here!" Their half-orc neighbor just screamed, "Breakfast! Come back!" However, the goblins just kept running, through the halls, and out onto the street. The citizens were shocked and just stood their gawking. "This way!", Frizzle yelped as he pulled his brother along. Down they went, into a nearby sewer entrance.

After running a short ways, they stopped to catch their breath in a corridor. Frizzle looked at his brother, grinned, and playfully punched his arm as he called out, "Pokes!" Frizzle giggled as he held his nose. "Pokes? Wut you mean? That not me! I not do it!", Frazzle protested.
"It smell like you.", Frizzle pointedly replied. "Hey, how you know wut mine smell like? You follow me sniffin round?", mocked Frazzle. "Remember time at big feast, you did it near king an blame on Oracle?", reminded Frizzle. Frazzle chuckled, grinned from ear to ear, and replied, "Yeah... Good times that. Wut ever happen to him?" "King exile hims. Half-Orc finds an think he lucky leprechaun. She carry off an ravish hims. They married now!", Frizzle stated matter-of-factly. Frazzle sighed and shook his head. "That poor poor goblin." Frizzle giggled and replied, "Their poor kids ya means. They real ugly. Like beat with ugly stick - demon not wants - ugly." They both burst into laughter. Finally Frizzle asked, "Well if you nots do it, an I nots do it, who did?" Frazzle smacked his brother in the back of the head again and said, "Dummy! We in human sewer! Look!" They both scrunched their noses as Frazzle pointed out various lumpy objects floating past their feet. "Lets go. We gots find spot ta think.", said Frazzle as they continued their journey into the depths of the Davenport Sewers.

Chapter 5 - Green Exposure

Brothers Goblin - Chapter 3

Chapter 2 - Bushwacked

Chapter 3
Cruel Interrogation

The jail reeked of sweat, grime, and other such filth best left unmentioned. The bars were coated with a mysterious green slime that would cause the greatest alchemists to scratch their heads. Their cell was sparsely furnished with a flea infested bedroll for each of them, one chamber pot that looked as if it had never been emptied since the jail was built, and a wall filled with scratch marks from past prisoners marking the time. In the cell to their left, a large half-orc eyed them hungrily. In the cell to their right, a shady looking character leaned against the wall, looking rather relaxed.

"See, never ever trust human.", Frazzle scolded. "How was I spose ta know he would lie?", Frizzle asked sheepishly. "Quiet you two! The Duke is ready to question you now!", A guard barked gruffly as he opened the cell. Knowing the drill, both goblins stood there passively while their wrists were bound once again. They were then marched up the corridor to an interrogation room.

The room was small and empty, except for three chairs. Two chairs sat side by side, and a third sat in front of the other two. Frizzle and Frazzle were seated in the two chairs that were side by side. The guard left, slamming the iron door shut. Strangely, it made no sound. Frizzle looked at his brother, and tried to speak. His mouth moved but no sound was heard. Frazzle tried as well. Nothing... They both gave each other a confused look, and shrugged. For hours, they both stared at the walls, ceiling, counted specks of dirt, counted each others warts, etc.

Finally, the door opened again. An old man entered, wearing ornate robes, and carrying a glowing staff. Behind him, the Duke of Davenport. The guard shut the door behind them. The old man made a weird, glowing symbol in the air with the tip of his finger. Both goblins felt a strange tingle. "What was that?", Frizzle asked. "Hey! I can hear you now!", Frazzle stated joyously. "Silence! You will answer my questions truthfully or you will remain here until you starve.", The Duke demanded. Both goblins nodded helplessly. "Now, what were you both doing out in Kerns?", the Duke asked. "We go there looks for food, yup.", Frazzle responded. "Lies!", the Duke shouted. The old mage pulled a wand from his sleeve, pointed it at Frazzle, and activated it. A bright blue glow sprung forth, zapping Frazzle with electricity. "Owww! Hey orc kisser! That hurt!", he cursed. ZAP! "Owww! Why you sorry Drow lovin' girdle wearin dirt eatin old codger!", he swore again. ZAP! ZAP! Frazzle lost consciousness. Frizzle looked at his brother, then the mage, with a horrified look. The Duke turned his attention toward Frizzle. "Now, I suspect we'll get more cooperation from you, aye?" Frizzle just nodded. "Now, what were you two really doing in Kerns?", he asked again. Frizzle began to cry. "We was just hungry, honest. We go looks for food. That all.", he blubbered. The mage pointed the wand at Frizzle. "Please!?!? No!!! I tells truth! We just finds food! That all! Dun hurt please!", Frizzle sobbed. "Hmm... perhaps we did not leave them here long enough.", the Duke stated coolly, as he stood up and left the room. Frizzle continued to sob as he was left alone with the old mage. The mage just grinned sadistically, pulling another wand from his sleeve. He waved it in the air, and once again silence filled the room. As he turned to leave, he tossed something in the air, and the room was plunged into a magical darkness. Frizzle was unable to see or hear the iron door slam shut as the old mage left. His senses were useless, save for feeling his own tears rolling down his cheeks...

Chapter 4 - The Great Escape

Brothers Goblin - Chapter 2

Chapter 1 - Food For Thought

Chapter 2
Bushwacked

It was a hot day in Silverwood Forest, the kind of day that makes you want to trade your sword for a cold glass of ale. The leaves up in the canopy did their best to block out the sun, trapping humidity in the process. Frizzle and Frazzle stood bravely at the entrance to the cave, waiting for the adventurer's return. Sweating profusely, both goblins stood their, swatting at gnats and cursing the heat. "Hot, too hot... I hopes man come back soon wif ale.", Frazzle commented. "Ale? I just wants sumthin ta eat. I hungry yup yup.", replied Frizzle as his stomach growled loudly... or so they thought. They both heard it again and looked off to their left. "Wolf! Ruuuunnn!!!", they both screamed and took off into the forest. The wolf was in close pursuit, nipping at their little green heals. With lightning quick dexterity, the two brothers jumped logs, crawled under bushes, and ran through briars to evade the wolves. Suddenly, SMACK! FLOP! "Owww!", They both cried and looked up to see a wagon wheel they had both ran into. They both looked up and stated quizzically, "Adventurer?" The man driving the wagon was the same one they had made a deal with earlier in their cave, shiny armor and all. The man looked down at them and asked, "What's this? What's all the comotion?" Soon his question was answered as the wolf tore through the trees, lunging toward the two goblins. Reacting quickly, the adventurer grabbed his loaded crossbow, aimed, and fired. The shot barely missed the wolf. It halted, stared at the adventurer, and growled hatefully. The adventurer leaped from the cart, putting himself between the goblins and the wolf with his sword drawn. "Git! Shoo!", he barked at the wolf. The wolf howled, and ran off in the opposite direction.

Turning to the goblins, the adventurer looked them over. "Now what have you two been getting into eh?", he asked. "We waits for you bring food an wolf thinks we food. You gots food mister?", Frizzle asked. The adventurer chuckled and replied, "Well I have come looking for you two, but it isn't fod I bring. NOW!" The canvas on the wagon slid off, and three other stout men in full plate surrounded the goblins, swords drawn, and ready to fight. "You will come with us quietly or face your death!", the adventurer stated heroically. "What we do? What we do?", Frazzle asked nervously. "Well, there is the matter of the gold you gave me, the gold you stole from me! But the Duke of Davenport deems that you be captured alive for questioning.", He responded coolly. With a heavy sigh, both goblins laid upon the ground with their hands behind their back, as one of the men bound them. "See, I tolds you we shoulda went swimming instead.", Frizzle pointedly told his brother. "Shut up troll sniffer!", Frazzle hatefully replied. They were both tossed into small cages in the cart, and hauled off to the Davenport Jail...

Chapter 3 - Cruel Interrogation

Brothers Goblin - Chapter 7

Chapter 6 - Swash Your Buckles

Chapter 7
Snatch N Grab

Blarney Schmee paced nervously about the deck as The Barnacle Tree slowly drifted closer to the shores of Sudak. This plan had to be pulled off just right. However risky, the payoff would be huge. "First Mate, front an center! Arrr!", Blarney barked. The first mate quickly ran over to the captain, and stood at attention. "We be kidnappin a woman in that thar house. Make sure ye get thu right house. Oh, an take thu new recruits with ye, so they can earn their land legs, ARRR!!!" The first mate saluted, did an about face, and began preparing his gear, while grumbling about having to take the goblins along.

After hearing the news, Frizzle studied his meager spell book furiously, determined to be prepared for anything. Frazzle sharpened his daggers, and checked himself in a mirror to make sure his eye patch was in the perfect spot. He just had to look piratey enough. Especially for his first official act of piracy. "C'mon, we be shovin off fer shore.", barked the first mate. Frizzle and Frazzle scrambled over to the small boat. As soon as they were all in, one of the deck hands lowered their small craft into the briny sea, and bellowed out a hardy, "ARRRR!", for luck. "Alright, man yer ore an get to it! Stroke! Stroke! Stroke!", called the first mate as the goblins began to row. "Why we gotsta row?", Frazzle asked his brother. "Cause we new, now shut up an keep rowin' b'fore we gets in trouble again. I dun wana hafta swab deck no mores.", replied Frizzle. Before long, they floated up onto the beachhead. All three hopped out, pulled the boat up a bit, and secured it to a nearby rock with a length of rope. "Now, ye two go fetch thu girl, um gonna go have me a bit o' swil at thu tavern. Send fer me when ye get thu job done, arrr...", declared the first mate as he strolled towards the tavern.

Frizzle and Frazzle looked at each other, shrugged, then began walking towards the houses in Sudak. "So umm.. which house we go to?", asked Frazzle. "I dunnos, I thought you knew.", replied Frizzle. "Hmm... maybes we scout first, gota be lady in wun somewheres." "Oooh good ideas!" The goblins scurried over by a small with an open window. "Here, help me up ta look.", Frizzle ordered his brother. Frazzle carefully hoisted his brother up onto his shoulders. Frizzle slowly rose up, peering curiously through the opened window. His eyes widened as he saw a pale, scantily clad woman, smiling seductively at him. However, her skeletal arm was what gave him the most concern. "Why hello there handsome. Where have YOU been all my life?", she winked suggestively at him. YOINK! Suddenly, Frizzle was no longer standing upon Frazzle's shoulders. "Frizzle!?", Frazzle called out in a stern whisper. "Where you go?" However, Frazzle was too busy with problems of his own to hear his brother. The pale lady had grabbed Frizzle, threw him upon the bed, pinning him beneath her. "GULP!" Frizzle began to sweat, as the lady smiled at him seductively, revealing sharp fangs. "W.. wut yous gunna do wif me?", Frizzle asked nervously. The lady smiled and replied, "Why, I just wana play for a little while. My, you look good enough to eat." Frizzle squirmed nervously. "You nots wana et me, I taste bad, an real skinny too. The pale lady just chuckled, and began to lower her teeth towards Frizzle's neck. Suddenly, the sounds of another goblin could be heard. "Yahooiiieee!", cried Frazzle as he used a nearby stick to pole vault himself through the window. He summer salted through the air, hitting the lady hard, sending her rolling off the bed and onto the floor. Frazzle looked over at her, then at his brother. "Hey why yous get woman an I don't?" Frizzle jumped up, grabbed his brothers hand, and began pulling him in a hard run off the bed and through the house. "You haves her if ya wants. She undead. Lets get outa here." Quickly, they ran out of the house, down an alley, and into another house where they both crashed into another goblin. All three went rolling backwards, dazed and confused.

The third goblin sat up and rubbed his eyes. "Frizzle? Frazzle? Wut you two doin 'ere?", he asked. Frizzle and Frazzle looked at each other, then at the third goblin. "Oracle Slazzle?", they brothers asked with a bewildered look. Slazzle nodded. "This my home now. You come ta visit?", Slazzle asked with a sad look upon his face. "Umm... yea. We come ta visit.", Frazzle replied. Suddenly, something that looked like a giant goblin with a scrunched up nose lumbered by in a quick toddle. Another one soon followed, both giggling. "Ahh! Moster! Wut that!?", cried Frazzle. Slazzle and Frizzle both smacked him in the back of the head. "Those my kids stoopid!", Slazzle scolded. "Yous fault um here! I should zap both yous!" "Wows, they really are ugly...", Frazzle whispered to his brother. Suddenly, the ground began to shake as a large, half-orc woman lumbered into the living room. "Wut this? More lucky leprechauns? Maybe I keep too!", the lady chuckled. Thinking quickly, Frizzle stepped forward and spoke. "We his friend. He important to us, an we need hims to defend leprechaun king. He fierce warrior, an we needs him for big fight. We brings back when war over okies?" The half-orc's eyes lit up. "My honey wumpus big warrior! Never tolds me that. Go save your peoples. I stay and watch kids. Special treat when yous come home alive.", she declared as she winked suggestively at Slazzle. Slazzle just grimaced, and nodded. "Goodbye dearest, I be back soon." Slazzle grabbed Frizzle and Frazzle's hands, and dragged them out the door before they could start laughing and teasing him.

In a dark alley, Frizzle and Frizzle informed Slazzle of their latest adventures. "You two, pirates?! Hahahahah!", Slazzle giggled. "Yea yea laugh, but if you want outa here, yous gota be pirate too.", declared Frazzle, handing Slazzle a spare eyepatch. Slazzle slid it upon his head, over his eye, and cried out, "Arrr! Hahahaha!" "Umm... needs work..", commented Frizzle. "Now, we gotsta go kidnap sum lady an go back to boat.", Frazzle informed him. "I know where a lady is. This way." Slazzle took them both to a small hovel. "On three. Wun, two, three!", they cried out as they burst through the door. Two startled women were sitting at a table, playing cards. "I gets um! Fortonu.. Fordiguma!", chanted Frizzle. Magics flashed forth from his little green hands but had no apparent effect... or so they thought. "You big dummy, fizzled again!", scolded Frazzle. Suddenly, one woman stood up. "What's this, intruders near, oh dear oh dear." The second woman gave her a confused look and asked, "Are ye daft, why must you rhyme, this is no time for laughs, they are committing a serious crime!" Both women stopped and covered their mouths. Slazzle and Frazzle both gawked at Frizzle. "A rhyming spell?", they both asked dumbfoundedly. Frizzle just shrugged sheepishly and replied, "Was spose ta umm... bind ums wif ropes... heh.." Slazzle just rolled his eyes, chanted his spell, and ropes instantly bound both women. "Now which one we takes?", Frazzle asked. "Umm..., that one I guess...", Frizzle pointed. The three goblins stuffed a gag into the woman's mouth, and carried her horizontally out the door, towards their boat. Soon guards began chasing them. They ran towards the boat, with the bound and gagged woman high above their heads. The first mate stumbled drunkenly out of the tavern to see what the commotion was about. "Oh gods... they screwed up..hic..", he muttered as he stammered over to the boat. The four threw the woman into the boat, and quickly set out to seat. All four rowed as fast and as hard as they could.

Chapter 8 - Okeah's Anger

Brothers Goblin - Chapter 1

Credits, Copyright Info, Etc.

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