Smithy Gets No Love (Luckily)

See, I thought the other day was the perfect day.

Pathfinder was dead. So was the moron Ninja.

And I made an amazing trade. I traded my sword for a Hauberk.

I traded the sword to buddy's face, but still.

That was a good day.

But it was lacking something.

Like an amazing meal that's missing just one small thing, one small bit of flavor that you just can't do without.

There was no revenge.

Thus, the day was not perfect.

Today... today was perfect.

I was working in Yuhtunga Jungle and helping slow adventurer population growth (via murder).

I'm a philanthropist.

Suddenly, Pathfinder comes running up to me.

Well... he wasn't running exactly. He was walking kind of funny.

So, Pathfinder comes walking funnily up to me.

GoblinPathfinder>> Oh, Smitty.
GoblinPathfinder>> You gotta help me.
GoblinSmithy>> I really doubt that.
GoblinPathfinder>> This is serious.
GoblinSmithy>> And yet...
GoblinSmithy>> I still don't care.
GoblinPathfinder>> It's a matter of life and death?
GoblinSmithy>> Yours or mine?
GoblinPathfinder>> Mine.
GoblinSmithy>> Oh.
GoblinSmithy>> Do you like that show Lost?
GoblinSmithy>> That's one crazy island.
GoblinPathfinder>> Smitty, I'm going to die.
GoblinSmithy>> One can only hope.
GoblinPathfinder>> Oh please, Smitty.
GoblinPathfinder>> You're my only hope.
GoblinSmithy>> Calm the hell down, Leia.
GoblinSmithy>> I know I'm going to regret asking this.
GoblinSmithy>> What's wrong?
GoblinPathfinder>> It's Lamia.
GoblinSmithy>> If you shut up right now, I won't kill you.
GoblinSmithy>> *coughquicklycough*
GoblinPathfinder>> I think she's trying to kill me.
GoblinSmithy>> Santa got my letter.
GoblinPathfinder>> I'M SERIOUS!
GoblinSmithy>> Say it again. The killing part
GoblinPathfinder>> She's trying to kill me.
GoblinSmithy>> I'll never get tired of hearing that.
GoblinPathfinder>> I think she used some weird Lamia magic.
GoblinPathfinder>> Some kind of Fire spell.
GoblinSmithy>> Yay! Fire Magic!
GoblinSmithy>> We never get enough of that.
GoblinPathfinder>> It burns.
GoblinSmithy>> Well, you'd assume it would.
GoblinSmithy>> It being Fire magic and all.
GoblinPathfinder>> IT HURTS!
GoblinSmithy>> Oh, stop whining, you big freakin' baby.
GoblinSmithy>> I'll take you to a Doctor.

I rushed him straight to Valkurm to find a Goblin Doctor.

Maybe not perfectly straight.

We may have taken the scenic route through Beaucidine Glacier.

I don't think Pathfinder enjoyed the scenery. What with the screaming and all.

Finally (after a few circles), made our way to Valkurm and found a Doctor. He took Pathfinder down the beach to examine him, and he came back a few minutes later.

GoblinPathfinder>> We can go now.
GoblinSmithy>> What was it?
GoblinPathfinder>> I don't want to talk about it.
GoblinSmithy>> Are you sure?
GoblinPathfinder>> I don't want to talk about it.
GoblinSmithy>> You know you have to tell me.
GoblinSmithy>> Don't make me hurt you.
GoblinPathfinder>> ... sigh.
GoblinPathfinder>> It's not Lamia Fire magic.
GoblinSmithy>> Then what was it?
GoblinSmithy>> Wait... where were you hurt?
GoblinPathfinder>> I don't want to talk about it.
GoblinSmithy>> HAHAHAHA!!!!
GoblinSmithy>> SHE GAVE YOU THE OLD BURNING CIRCLE!

Now, a Hauberk is a nice piece of armor.

Worth a lot of damned gil, too.

But Pathfinder getting the old (( Short Sword )) (( Burn )) ...

That shit is priceless.

Damn, today was a good day.