The day was turning out to be quite a scorcher. The sun had risen to it's highest peak and was very determined to bring as much heat as it could. Nasher walked from his residense to the road infront of the tavern carrying a bucket of water in one hand. He stops in the middle of the road and looks about. After finding the best possible laying spot, he pours the bucket onto the ground, producing a good sized mud puddle. The goblin then daintily removes his gloves, then his tailcoat, his vest coming off slowly after, and finishing by gracefully removing his top hat and softly laying it on his pile of clothing. He then plops himself in his mud puddle, lathering himself in a good helping of muck and grime, and lays in the sun with a good smile on his face.
The goblin was quite relaxing when the woman approacehed him questioning his doings. Without opening an eye to see who it was, the goblin replies, "I'm chasing butterflies. What does it look like I'm doing, you daft woman!" The goblin reaches beside himself and grabs a handful of mud, slathering himself in another healthy coating of muck over his body.
The goblin cracked an eye at the woman, opening cracks in the layer of drying mud on his face. "It's good for your skin. Don't you know anything!" The wiggled deeper into his little bog he made as he attempted to retain his relaxed state, full aware but not caring about the woman standing over him.
Silver chuckled to herself. This goblin may be getting anoyed, but she found this quite entertaining. It wasn't like there was much else interesting going on around here right now anyways. "I guess that depends on the topic. And this topic is turning out to be kind of funny. Plus, doesn't environment by its very definition include setting? Your lying in the middle of the road covered in mud. Eventually someone was going to walk up to you to ask you about it."
The goblin blew little bubbles into the mud as the woman spoke. "Yeah, theres always a stupid bit everywhere you go," the goblin said. The mud had begun to dry up around him, leaving only a little left underneath himself. The goblin stood up, caked in dried mud with only a few wet spots here and there. "Are you proud of your work woman? You done ruined a good bath. I hope youre happy!" Nasher proclaimed grumpily.
Silver quirked her eyebrow at the 'stupid bit' comment. As he got up, raging about her having ruined a good bath, she used all of her will power to keep a straight face and not chuckle at his discomfort. It may be humerous, but there was no need for excessive rudeness. She simply shrugged her shoulders again. "Another clear demonstration of different opinions, at least of what a 'good bath' entails. But if you're refering to the fact that your mud dried up, perhaps you should be yelling at the sun for that."
The goblin gave the woman an irritated look as he began to flake off the dried mud, leaving a brighter and much cleaner green underneath. "Why would I yell at the sun for doings its job! You bore King Nasher. I require liquid refreshment! Go on now!" the goblin said as he shooed her away, more mud flaking off and reveiling a much cleaner goblin underneath.
Silver gave a slight start as he labeled himself a King. She had never heard of King Nasher, but perhaps she had slightly overstepped her jests. Not much to be done about that now. She reached into the grey bag that hung at her side and pulled out a bottle. "Here. You can have some of my water if you like."
"Water, is that what you offer people? Nasher wants mead, you daft woman!" the goblin shrieked in disgust at this insult. The goblin was almost done peeling the mud from his body, his skin brighter and greener than before he started. "Now go post haste!" Nasher barked the command to the woman as he stooped over his clothing.
Silver wasn't sure if he was simply telling her that he wanted mead and to get lost, or to go get him some mead. Either way, he would most likely get irritated if she asked him another question. However, as a pirate she had gotten accustomed to carrying alchohol on her for the others. They were all in love with rum, but she never liked the taste of it herself, so she simply put the water back in her pouch and pulled out her personal bottle of mead. "Here you go. Mead."
The goblin had only gotten his vest on and hadn't started buttoning it when the mentioning of mead caught his ears. He turned around and grabbed the bottle from the womans hands. "Say, you're not to bad after all woman! I might even let you serve in my court one day!" Nasher proclaimed as he uncorked the bottle and began to down the brown liquid. The goblin went back to putting on his assorted clothings as he didn't want to leave them in the road to be stolen.
Silver was curious about the apparent goblin king she had stumbled across. She really didn't mind him drinking his mead, it usually went to someone on the crew anyways. "Pardon my ignorance, but I've never heard the goblin court mentioned in town before." The truth was, she had never even heard of King Nasher before, but bringing that up would most likely set him off on another rant about how annoying he thought she was.
Starling stood watching for a few minutes as that little Nasher beast ran his mouth at the female Empyrean, who appeared to be extraordinarily patient. "You know, aside from the fact that you don't know squat about manners or hygiene, I think you've got more than a few screws loose. A disgusting little thing like you a king? That's cute." The uordeq woman sneered as she finally walked up.
The goblin was about to address the woman who had been asking questions the whole morning when the Uredeq woman mentioned "having screws loose." The goblin pushed his top hat forward on his head to show his displeasement of this comment. "HOW DARE YOU SAY MY SCREWS ARE LOOSE! KING NASHER NEVER LETS SCREWS BE LOOSE NOWHERES EVER! And what would YOU know about royalty you STUPID NOX WORM!!" the goblin screached angrily as he stomped about like an angry toddler.
Silver turned at the comments, seeing an uordeq woman approaching. Since they were on the middle of the road she had expected someone else to wander by just as she had, but obviously anyone could appear. This wasn't exactly a private conversation. Silver had an inclination that perhaps this Nasher was a self proclaimed king, and perhaps this comment gave some validity to that idea. But in Jastery you knever knew who was what.
Suddenly Nasher was back to yelling, with an added tantrum. Silver sighed slightly and took a small step to the side to get out of the way a little.
"Clearly more than you, at the sight of that pitiful tantrum you're throwing." Starling shot back, smirk still firmly in place on her face.
"Good day to you, miss," She spared a moment to address the Empyrean woman with a more polite smile, though when she faced the goblin again her features smoothly moved back into a smirk.
The goblin raised an angry eyebrow towards the urodeq woman. "You. Nasher don't LiKE you. You should lean from the white haired lady. SHE has MANNERS!" the goblin added in as he corrected his hat on his head. Nahser brushed some of the mud caked onto his shorts off, trying for the Urodeqs shoes.
Silver stood by as they had their little verbal battle. When she was addressed by the uordeq woman she gave the stranger a smile and said, "Good day to you as well." Although she did slightly wonder why the Goblin called her a ... what was it, Nox? She chuckeled light heartedly as the tantrum escalated to the flinging of caked dirt. Even if she didn't always understand why, Jastery was always providing entertaining events.
"Awwh. The delusional goblin doesn't like me." Starling faked a pout, taking on a tone that was more than a little condescending. "Perhaps you should take your own advice about manners, by the way. Though I'm not sure one of your kind could manage to understand such a lesson." She shrugged, calmly tapping the toe of her tabi against a near by rock to dislodge the dried mud deposited there by Nasher.
She gave a sly grin, tapping a finger tip against the tattoo on her neck, at his mention of Nox. "Although, it seems you've run across at least one fellow guild mate of mine and managed to remember the encounter, since you recognized my mark on sight. You may not be entirely stupid after all."
The goblin thrust his hands on his hips in a defiant manner. "Of course Nasher not stupid! Nasher's a genius you stupid Deki!" the goblin laughed at her obvious unknowings. "Come white hairs! We must leave to speak of smart people things! The Deki will only dumb down the conversation. Stupid Deki," the goblin through in his retort as he went to tug on the emperyeans shirt sleeve.
A well kept goblin with long black hair and a polished black cane casually walks down the road whistling a small tune to himself. As he approaches the three in the road he stops briefly, tips his tophat to acknowledge the trio and begins to walk on toward town.
"A mud bath in the middle of the road, how quaint and uncivilized. To think I once came from such stock as this, reprehensible!" Grishal continues to whistle his tune as the walks along the road.
Starling stared curiously at the new Goblin that approached. One eye brow arched at his quite well kept appearance and his distinct display of manners, never mind his capacity to use words like 'reprehensible' properly. The Uordeqi woman was astonished and wasn't quite sure what to think when she returned his greeting with a nod and a puzzled sounding, "Good day..."
As she watched the creature, she couldn't help but catch herself mutter under her breath, "What in the pit? ... Not a mirage... Such a strange place..."
Nasher heard the voice as it approached from behind him. "WHO SAID NASHER IS UNCIV-" the goblin began to say as he turned to confront the stranger. But, instead of continuing his tirade, he caught sight of the green skin of the other goblin weilding a cane. "Oh, hey, look at he time. Nasher has, urhm, stuff to do. Yes. Elsewhere than here," the goblin sputtered out, some words seeming to come out choked. He began to shy away from the group and started walking nervously in the direction the other goblin wasn't headed.
Silver was walking upon the road going over some new verses in her head when suddenly she came upon a most unusual sight. Unusual things happened all the time in and around Jastery, yet this was the first time she had seen a ...goblin?... laying in the middle of the road covered in mud. She cautiously walked over to him, her curiosity peaked at this strangeness. Sometimes when things seemed absurd, you just have to go in and ask, even if the answer is probably the obvious one. "What are you doing?"