The scarred goblin hisses. With a rasping chuckle, he shrugs off his shield and skips it like a stone towards the pack of grandchildren rampaging around Chief Gutwad's feet.

A cidered apple core hisses through the air towards the instigator goblin. Another one arcs over the head of the chief.

When eyes turn towards the thrower, Khuraargh has already gone. With a rustle of leaves, he disappears into the trees.


Fortitude save that I missed. Wonder how drunk he's gotten, hmm?

Intentionally missing the chief out of respect, aiming full on at Mr Laughter. (1d20+7)[22]

Climb (hope this helps the hiding)


*ACP down by 2, since he's shucked off the shield.