With mischief in his eyes, and not much in his brains, Lopt the Goblin set about his day like any other day: that is to say in an entirely unwholesome manner. Foul smells came from his hut, and wafted unpleasantly into Rasiri's house. All manner of strange noises and screeches could be heard eminating from it since late last night. Every now and then you'd hear a cackle, if you were the sort to listen to goblins late at night. (What kind of depraved person ARE you?) If you were watching, you'd notice the door open every now and then, and a small, green figure dart out and back in, while muttering disgusting things under his shrill, irksome breathe. As the sunlihgt stretched on, the ssmells got worse and the sounds quiter, it was obvious the goblin fell asleep doing something vile.
"It's a working experiment, Pops! I have an idea that will revolutionize warfare in Jantry, if not the entire SHARD! So, for the sake of not ruining those nice plates you have over there, could I go forage for supplies for a while?" Asked Lopt, his slimey voice grating on the nerves of all who hear it.
Donning a bandolier of dead mice and his biggest boots, Lopt slowly inched towards the door, a large sack on his back, and thick leather gloves on his gnarled hands.
"This is gonna be big..." He screeched. "VERY big!"
"What if I just in general avoid people? This is a SEEECREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET MISSIOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!" His voice wailed, nearly physical in it's essence. The windows in Rasiri's houses cracked a bit at the edges.
"Also, I left something in your tea you were drinking. I hope you like Goblin Candy." Lopt snickered and scurrried off into the woods. There was a great hissing and a racket surrounding the house for a while, and then the most awful growls... It was obvious that whatever the little bastard was planning, it was, in every way, an affront to god.
" OHGODSWHYAREYOUATMYHOUSEIT'SANURDOHGODS" He shrieked, tearing out of the woods with an irate, writhing bag of something on his back. He slammed the doors shut, and stared at Katri with terror in his eyes, chest puffed out.
"Who are you!?" He squeaked, his voice now almost as awful as his smell.
"Rasiri?! Who ees this annoyink leetle disgustink think?" She called to the cabin over the head of the goblin before her, nose beneath her mask still wrinkled, but now also in loathing as well as disgust. She hated goblins.. Her silver-grey and black ringed eyes narrowed on the creature.
"Wait goblin candy, oh Motherf-" Rasiri's sentance stops short as his walls start to change colors and strange patterns appear on the walls. He sits down very carefully aware that his legs are not the best at the moment. HE sits there and quietly enjoys the evershifting walls until Katri arives. "HHHHHHHHHHHeeelllooooo sis... WHen did you dye your hair pin- pur- blu- green...." HE then cracks a big smile and lays down quietly on the floor giggling to himself.
"Wait, you know my dad? He's not well right now... I gave him some candy... You might want to avoid him for the next fourteen hours." Lopt snickered, before scampering back into the woods, but not before overtly checkingout Katri. He droooled a bit, and it was unclear if it was out of lust or general lack of personal hygeine.
"I'd like to give YOU something!" he shouts, giggling as he's hoisted up.
"Did I mention I like strong women?" He said,and as she yelled at him he tossed a similar piece of goblin candy into her mouth.
"I just gave him some candy. It'll make the unveiling of my project all the more impressive. It's all I've eaten for about nine days now... GOATS!" he twitched a little bit, waiting for thhe spastic high to settle into Katri, too. Unsure if he should go for boob once she starts tripping out.
Katri's mask kept the candy out of her mouth, and she was grateful. It smelled like the goblin before her... She heaved a disgusted sigh at the goblin, "Ghet a life. Ew.. A deesgustink leetle high goblin makekink plans... Vhat are you up to? Nefer mind... I don't vant to know! Who are you?"
She growled, dropping the creature unceremoniously on his arse.
Rasiri attempts to stand up and as he does his legs give out and he stumbles across the room bowling full force into Katri and Lopt throwing them both across the room. Then he stars to giggle as things in the room randomly start to float around and rearrange themselves violently.
He shot straight under her, making sure to look up her robe as he did so.
"Rasiri's my kinda dad! He seemed stressed so I wanted to help him relax a little bit." Said the Goblin, as he booked it into the woods to continue his work on some unholy union of sack-cloth and beast. He twisted the top off of a salt-shaker and promptly emptied the entire contents up his nose.
"CAN'T STOP HERE, THIS IS BAT-COUNTRY." By now one seems to notice his eyes have been rolled up and bloodshot the entire time.
"AUGH RASIRI!" Katri snapped at her tripped out brother. She glared at the furniture while helping the empyrean to his feet.
"Damned esper..." She growled. She glared at the goblin as he ducked under her cloak, infinitely glad she had worn pants. She kicked him away from her, "You are an IDIOT. Thees could eend badly fhor all ohf us."
Rasiri smiles a lopsided half-smile and giggles quietly while looking at the two of them then a light bulb switches on in his very impared brain. "HEy guysssssss ya know what would be fun right now? A GAME OF CATCH!" Rasiri rolls backward with both of his hands in the air and the door blasts itself off of the hinges and throws itself at Katri while the biggest window shatters and throws itslef in shards at Lopt.
All that's heard from the goblin as he disapears into the woods is a high, shrieked squeal, muttering something about doctors as he disapears. He was small, but coked out as all hell, and booked it.
"I'M LOPT JAMES, BITCH." He screamed, and punched a random tree in what could, in his coke-rage be percieved as it face. "CHARLIEMURPHAAAAY"
"Gott ver dammt!!" was just the beginning of the stream of curses that left Katri's mouth in her native tongue as the door flew her way. She dodged the large object and glared at Rasiri. "Svear I vill burn down your whole cabin eef you do that again.."
She glared after the doped up goblin and looked at her brother. "Eef you don't belief me.. Try eet."
Katri hits the ground with a light thump, grumbling more Uordeqi curses. "Shadows protect you... Because I may KEEL you!"
Getting up, she shakes her head and jerks her boots from her brother. She sits down on the steps to the cabin and slides them back on, tucking her wide-legged black pants back inside them. "Vhat am I to do vith you? Damned goblin menace..."
Rasiri raises both of his hands and with one he psychicly picks up a small twig and starts poking Katri in the ass and with the other he starts to pull out stands of her hair. Giggleing to himslef, and oblivious to the obvious danger (like poking a dragon in the neck with a very annoying goblin) he starts to roll and laugh as he watches all the colors change and shapes move. "HHeyeYY Katri... when did you get so fat???? and when did your nose get soooooo HUge??"
Katri glowers, muttering her favored incant -"Hope is a desert running dry" [10 fire]- and incinerating the twig. She rounds on her high brother. The glint in her dark eyes told the story of an Uordeq heir at the end of her rope and ready to murder someone. She advanced on her now Empyrean/esper brother with a cold, cruel smile.
"Hey Ras? How long has eet been since you haff last played hide and go hide?"
Rasiri smiles to himself and laughs more but the spark of understanding finally hits his brain and he stands up quickly and runs stumbling off into the woods. then he slides quickly and quietly into a dark little hiding spot trying to supress his laughter enough to make his way to the tavern without getting lit on fire.
Katri's sharp eyes follow the white hair until he is out of sight. She mutters to herself, "Vell, thees should keep heem out ohf trouble... I vonder vhat hide and go hide ees like vith a high Empyrean..."
She slips through the trees and shadows silently, keeping tabs on Rasiri from a safe distance the whole time.The white of his hair seemed to stand out outrageously to her eyes, which were trained to find the dark coloring of Uordeq among the shadows and woods. She moved ahead of him, out of detection ranged and climbed deftly up into a tree and waited, safely hidden. [Blend]
After many hours, Lopt returned, covered in blood and hundreds of stingy, but surprisingly superficial cuts. The bag on his back bulged with rage and ferocity, and a hatefull, lowing yowl.
"LOPT FINISH HIS CREATION, DADDYYYYYY!" He screeched, completely forgetting about the madness happening in the woods, and hee ran back to the cabin to begin 'target practice.'
Katri remained perfectly still [not breaking blend], her breathing slowing and adrenaline levels lowering even as she heard the screech of the new goblin menace back at her brother's cabin. As her body and mind calmed, her weariness began to return and bringing her attention back to the odd feeling of something looming near by that had begun to bother her senses since her trip to the end of the shard. The constant background of the winds she had heard still echoed in her sensitive hearing as she tried to locate Rasiri. She had to keep the fool out of trouble and she was probably going to collapse again afterwards. Damn that goblin...
Rasiri stands in his small hiding place and tries to remember all of the things he used to know about concealment, though most of him escape his mind for various reasons. Rasiri starts to see the colors that things are in fade slightly... (this partly due to the fact that his sister is terrifying) He is still loopy and uncoordinated as all get out but is starting to be able to see things and move correctly again. he slips fom one piece of cover to another semi-quietly (occaisonally tripping on a twig- towards his cabin.
While waiting for his master, Lopt decides it's a great time for a shower. In Rasiri's sink. After he finished bathing, once a month, you know, he was a very clean goblin, he strutted around bare as the day he was born, and decided to take a nap on the floor. A naked goblin nap.
Some say that's the worst trap someone can come across when raiding a cabin... A slay spell will kill your body, but a naked goblin will kill your soul.
Katri breaks her blend when she sees Ras moving back to his cabin. She jumps quietly from her post in the tree and slips along following the sounds of Rasiri's bumbling fairly well inspite of the howling echos of the wind at the shard's edge in her ears. She moves quickly up ahead of him and this time- much more aware of her weakend state without her previous adrenaline levels- scrambles into another tree with a bit more difficulty. She sing-songs her incant quietly, "Hope is a desert running dry~"[5 fire]. She chucks a fireball just infront of Rasiri's feet.
Rasiri looks at Katri as his vision clears. "Wellp, thanks sis i am sorry or anything i might have done... i don't really remember most of it..." Rasiri trails off and then looks back toward the tavern, "I am going to go for a walk to clear my head a bit" He then turns and walks off toward the tavern.
After waking up from his nap, Lopt scampered down to the tavern, remembering his bag, but forgetting his pants. Per goblin usual, he had no qualms about going pantsless. As he approached the doors, he saw Rasiri, and smugly smiled, then patted the pack on his back. Victory in his eyes, and a new, more violent glint on his fanged smile. Woe to those who this Goblin saw as weaker than he, for though he is small, he is petty and vengefull.
Rasiri walks out of the woods towards his cabin. He stops suddenly smelling the odd smells and things from his cabin, and then rushes in the front door of his cabin To find Lopt, "Lopt..." he says quietly in a calm voise then he explodes so loud they can hear it from the tavern, "WHAT IN THE HELL DID YOU DO TO MY CABIN?!"