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[Phantom]

Dariel expects a mawloc to get stabbed by Clayton soon...

[Something Evil]

A: "Cook something and have a meal, maybe. I don't know. Kinda ruins your mood for talking about houses or having fun when you see someone out cold like that."

[Tellemurius]

((>_>))
*Instead, he finds a army of goblins hidden in a cavern*

[The Merchant Of Menace]

"Hmm... Never cooked anything before.."

[Tellemurius]

*fights off the horde of goblins with gunfire and spell strikes with a side of slashing*

[Phantom]

To better observe, Dariel sends part of his awareness there in a shimmer.
"So, what do you plan to do with these things? Other than shoot them, of course."

[Tellemurius]

"Other than killing them for planning to invade? dunno but whatever they came from they should go back or die"
*smashes a goblin's head in a wall*

[Phantom]

"...Well, I can't help this time in the smashing, but I see you're taking care of them anyway. I just wonder how they got to this planet in the first place."

[Taricus]

*Heads to the tank*

[Tellemurius]

"Probably some damn portal which are hidden underground, if i can find them then my theory is correct and this planet was meant for something before us."

[Phantom]

"Well shit. Good luck to you then, but I'll keep tagging along anyway."

[Tellemurius]

*Amidst in the gorefest a goblin warlord appears*
"Great, more fun"

[Something Evil]

*Amy heads to the kitchen, and starts snooping around in the fridge.*
A: "In my line of work you kinda have to learn to cook anything that hasn't already been eaten once or was never meant to be eaten in the first place. Getting stuck behind enemy lines is no time to be picky."
*She is quite impressed with her finds.*
A: "This place is better stocked than the officers' kitchen..."

[The Merchant Of Menace]

"You think a god would live with an understocked kitchen" *Crystal smiles, sticking her tongue out, and stands back, watching intently*

[Tellemurius]

*dodges around the warlord swinging away with his sword*