Oh, I’m Going to Get Killed Any Minute Now (Part 2)
(Also Titled: The Ongoing Diary of Thppgrg, Goblin Minion)
Previously… (Seriously. Check out the previously if you missed it!)
DAY FIVE
New unintelligent undead arrived today. More accurately, the bodies of the attacking dwarven warriors have been re-animated to act as guards, and so has Sigvald.
New arrivals are total jerks; at Jimbo’s suggestion, am trying to figure out how to sneak up on them and put silly hats on their heads while they are not paying attention. Limited success, limited access to silly hats.
Really looking forward to this weekend. Need vacation.
DAY SIX
Weekend vacation canceled due to adventurers. Hid in my strategically important water-filled hole while the dwarf skeletons and the reanimated Sigvald fought the intruders; pretended to be a semi-sentient toxic mold. Have perfected a pretty darn good impression, according to Jimbo. The trick is to make bloop-blurgle sounds and occasionally say things like ‘I am very toxic’; am told that I am quite convincing.
