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[Playergamer]

Stabby Stabby!

[Aseaheru]

Stab with a spear.

[Lord_lemonpie]

Attack the goblins with vines

[The Froggy Ninja]

PEW PEW

[Nunzillor]

Kill!

[Harbingerjm]

Hide in the corner and make toys (not-toys).

[Kilojoule Proton]

Steve joins in the stabbing! Cacame summons vines to bind the goblins, slowing them down and disarming some of them. David fires the enhanced laser wand, blinding several of the closer goblins. Erith manipulates a helmet to crush its wearer's skull! It is too confusing to see who has died and who has survived.

Grifishrulbin continues to make toys.

A large goblin pushes the screaming other goblins aside and brushes off the vines and stares down the elves, warhammer at the ready.

"You are too much trouble for us. Perhaps we can make an arrangement?"

[Nunzillor]

"Cheesethulu is amused by your plea, goblin.  Your blood will taste sweet upon his tongue-tentacle.  He has decided in his inscrutable mercy that he shall allow you this final indulgence before your inevitable death.  Speak quickly."

Temporarily stop sacrificing.  Listen to the foolish goblin.  Tear his limbs from his body telekinetically if he tries anything.

[The Froggy Ninja]

"An arrangement or an 'an arrangement'?"

[Aseaheru]

Everett starts stabbing, as apparently he hadent already.

The stabbing it to be directed to the fools who attack him. And the gobbo if it attacks.

[The Froggy Ninja]

Everett starts stabbing, as apparently he hadent already.

Newton that jerks leg. Incapacitate not damage.

[Ama]

Everett starts stabbing, as apparently he hadent already.

Wanting to  hear what the goblin has to say, Kringle sacrifices this elf to the sugar spirits before he can do any harm.

[Aseaheru]

Im not a sodding elf.

[Nunzillor]

((On a side note I just realized I've been spelling Cheesethulhu wrong this entire time.  Ughh))

[Kilojoule Proton]

Owen has attempted to stab the large goblin and been tripped for his trouble. The large goblin begins to speak:

"An 'arrangement.' We release you from this camp and will not harm you. In return, you will also not harm us or our flying beak dogs and agree to speak of our camp only positively."