[CENTER][h1][color=brown]Brutrumukk[/color][/h1][/CENTER]

A wide, predatory grin of anticipation stretched itself across Brutrumukk's face. His prayers had been answered. Soon he would have his opportunity for revenge. Those carnies would rue the day they crossed the Spirit Of The Snoring Stone. [color=brown]"Perfect."[/color] Brutrumukk said as he handed the goblin his down payment. [color=brown]"I'll be leanin' against this rock fer most o' the night. Wait fer me 'ere once you've got somethin' I can use. 'An don't try to cheat me, booyagh. Elsewise there'll be no magic in the world that'll be able to save you from me."[/color]