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The Not-Goblin leapt up with haste, sparing not a single thought to the welfare of the barkeep or whoever might need to stay behind. It was fairly easy to keep pace with Pidge, given to Vee-See's scrawnier and ganglier legs, [i][color=red]no scrubbing the floor for me![/color][/i]

Vhik-Clik ran straight into the street and was hit by a sudden chilly blast, made worse by her sodden clothes. Thank Molrok, the Goblin god of luck, she had chosen to wear a jumper today and not just her shirt. She put some consideration into lighting a bomb to warm herself up, but the last time she'd done that they'd gotten a guard afterwards to follow her around for 3 weeks until he got lost.

Instead she turned to her companion, [color=red]"The name's Vhik-Clik Not-a-Goblin, and you must be Pidge, right?"[/color] Vee-See made as if to hug a greeting to the slightly shorter Gnome, hoping to steal a bit of body heat in the process