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

[color=brown]"I suppose yer right."[/color] Brutrumukk said thoughtfully, having also been forced to adapt to a change in lifestyle after his old gang was destroyed by adventurers. [color=brown]"Though I'm not sure 'ow forgettin' yer god an' yer tongue would 'elp you get by. Even in a place as weird as this."[/color] After a moment, Brutrumukk felt the fur on the shoulder carrying Jub begin to dampen. He turned to look at Jub and saw the goblin sweating bullets. [color=brown]"Uh... booyagh?"[/color] Brutrumukk asked in mild concern. [color=brown]"Is somethin' wrong?"[/color]