All of the beastmen were talking.
Something big was going on.
GoblinSmithy>> Hey, guys!
GoblinSmithy>> What's going on?
GoblinShaman>> They're hiring new NMs.
GoblinShaman>> Something about Beseiged...
Oh yeah. Damn right, baby.
These Notorious Monster positions don't come along very often and when they do, they always go to some big ugly dragon or something.
Not this time.
GoblinSmithy>> Smithy gets his chance.
GoblinShaman>> What do you mean?
GoblinSmithy>> I'd make an awesome NM.
GoblinSmithy>> The job was made for me.
GoblinShaman>> I don't think that's how it works.
GoblinShaman>> Besides, you already have a job.
GoblinSmithy>> Yeah, but being an NM would be sweet.
GoblinSmithy>> Maybe I'll only spawn once a day.
GoblinShaman>> Maybe you shouldn't...
GoblinSmithy>> Oh shut up.
GoblinSmithy>> This is going to happen.
So, I ran and found a supervisor and put in my name for an interview.
He looked skeptical at first, but he quickly changed his mind.
I'm sure my sword had nothing to do with it.
Then came time for the interview.
Interviewer>> Thanks for coming in.
GoblinSmithy>> Can I drop something cool?
GoblinSmithy>> Like a sweet sword or something?
Interviewer>> Woah. Slow down.
Interviewer>> You don't have the job yet.
GoblinSmithy>> This is just a formality.
GoblinSmithy>> I was made to be an NM.
Interviewer>> Why would you say that?
GoblinSmithy>> Well... I like murdering people.
GoblinSmithy>> I take pleasure in the pain of others.
GoblinSmithy>> I'm trained with many weapons.
GoblinSmithy>> I generally hate all other living things.
GoblinSmithy>> Also, I can use Microsoft Office.
Interviewer>> That's a nice skill set.
GoblinSmithy>> Thank you.
Interviewer>> But... I'll be honest with you.
Interviewer>> I'm a little doubtful.
GoblinSmithy>> I can accept constructive criticism.
Interviewer>> Then why are you sharpening your sword?
GoblinSmithy>> No reason.
Interviewer>> It's your look.
GoblinSmithy>> My look?
GoblinSmithy>> What's wrong with "my look"?
Interviewer>> You just don't have that killer edge.
Interviewer>> You really don't inspire fear.
GoblinSmithy>> I don't?
Interviewer>> You're sharpening again.
GoblinSmithy>> Isn't that interesting?
GoblinSmithy>> What would give me "a killer edge"?
Interviewer>> I don't know. Something scary.
Interviewer>> Big teeth. Or wings.
GoblinSmithy>> Wait... I have an idea.
GoblinSmithy>> What if I were covered in idiot blood?
Interviewer>> I guess that could work.
Interviewer>> But where would you find that much idiot blood?
The interview kind of ended there.
I think he found it hard to ask me about my references after I stabbed him in the face.
I didn't even get a chance to tell him I could type 60 words a minute.