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[Flaede]

...After that, the fourth caravan will inevitably be filled with steel-clad berserker-cannibals.

Chanting their fearsome war-cry... OM NOM NOM NOM NOM!.

[dragnar]

So which caravan is the one that gets melted in magma?

[Creamcorn]

So which caravan is the one that gets melted in magma?

The human one.

[Urist Imiknorris]

Read through most of the thread just now, and I agree with the "politely/respectfully apologize and run away quietly" plan.

I just know that there will be an inorganic-demon-led goblin siege at the end of this, just as we're getting ready to leave the dwarven fortress.

[Karnewarrior]

But... But... We were going to take the route through the gobbo fortress already...


 

[Urist Imiknorris]

I sense a new avatar awaits me in this thread.

[Creamcorn]

I sense a new avatar awaits me in this thread.

But that Giygas avatar suits you so nicely.

[Askot Bokbondeler]

Ever salted a frog?

did you?

[QuakeIV]

Not on my watch this thread wont.

[maxicaxi]

update!!!!!!

[DarkerDark]

The elves watch in stunned silence as the Titan emerges from the crater. One elf, chewing on a long piece of grass looks on and quietly comments, "I'm betting that Titan is at least thirty nine to thirty feet tall, and we're, on average... What? Five foot? I wouldn't be surprised if it could shoot an elastic flaming tongue with the ability to scoop up several hapless victims at once."



He sniffs, chewing the blade of grass as he looks on, completely unsurprised as the Titan does just as he predicted, "I hate being right."

Elf Deaths: 8
Elves Remaining: 45

The thirty foot creature, having just swallowed an elf and a frogman with a quick flick of it's flaming tongue, immediately sets upon Amala, stooping down to stare her in the eye.



Not one to be intimidated by a timeless horror of the old world, she sprinkles the Titan with a bit of salt. It is ineffective.

The Titan retaliates with a swift flick of his slimy finger. Amala is propelled away by the force of the blow!





Amala slams into an obstacle, one of the pack mules. Barrels of strawberry wine blow apart and the Ranger Captain falls to the ground.

She slips into unconscious.

A few of the elves, after witnessing the power of this beast, decide to plead with the thirty foot behemoth, "Oh great and powerful Titan, whose name has stretched across the Ages! Forgive us for disturbing you from an evening of peaceful silence, but we were beset by these murderous frogmen! It wasn't our intention to bring about your wrath, oh great Titan of the swamps! Please, grant us mercy! We beg of you! Mercy and you will have peace!"

The Titan considers these words for a moment before bellowing, "Grrah! You woke me from my slumber! Nobody wakes the great Ngusnogsted Obngot from his slumber! Now you must pay the price! Bloodshed!"



The Titan muses for a moment, looking towards Amala, her prone form awash in Strawberry wine, "Or, booze... Booze will do just as well." He croaks and then bellows once again, "YES! GRAAAGH! You will appease Ngusnogsted Obngot with a tribute of booze to wipe his memory of that accursed, horrible singing! And then you will sing no more!"

"We will do as you command!" The elves reply, "We will no longer sing our traveling songs!"

This does not sit well with one elf, and he bursts from the group, shaking his fist wildly, "Hey! We are the children of Amanereli! We do as we please and we sing what we will! None but the Queen can snuff our right to song! The Elves of Amanereli lower their voices for no one!" He suddenly starts singing angrily, repeating many verses of the popular traveling song, "Thiiis".



With Amala unconscious, there is no elf here willing to use excess force to quell one of their own. Will the Elves of Amanereli join their brave brother in song and drive the beast back to the depths from which it came, or will they attempt to defuse the situation with diplomacy?

[ein]

That elf is clearly a traitor.
Toss him to the titan and give it some booze.
If we have any fruit, we can let it ferment on the way to the dwarves, providing us with some replacement, otherwise we can pick some berries on the way there for the same purpose.

[dragnar]

Throw the idiot to the titan, then give it the booze  it wants.

This is pure awesome. We must train this nonchalant elf into a badass. Tis only fitting.

[Ultimuh]

I am with ein on this one..
Offer that one elf as an apetizer and then give the titan what it wants.

[Digital Hellhound]

Agreed, just throw the elf and the booze to him.