The Shaman Strikes Back

I'm pretty sure it's safe to say that Shaman does not have a sense of humor.

So, I killed him. Big deal, right?

Sadly, the big crybaby didn't take it so well.

What kind of friend doesn't laugh when you horribly stab him in the throat and then dance on his corpse?

I mean, where's the love?

I was hanging out in Ordelle's today, hoping for a quiet shift.

Things were going normally when I felt a soft tap on my shoulder.

GoblinSmithy>> I swear to Altana, if you say "there's a path"...
GoblinShaman>> Hi, Smithy.
GoblinSmithy>> Oh... Heya, Shaman.
GoblinSmithy>> Glad to see you up and around.
GoblinShaman>> That's funny.
GoblinShaman>> Really. I'm laughing on the inside.
GoblinSmithy>> Considering how hard I stabbed you...
GoblinSmithy>> I'd guess you're bleeding on the inside.
GoblinShaman>> Yeah... Nice.
GoblinSmithy>> Oh, come on.
GoblinSmithy>> I was just kidding around.
GoblinShaman>> I fail to see the humor.
GoblinShaman>> Maybe it's my taste in comedy.
GoblinShaman>> Or maybe it was the massive blood loss.
GoblinSmithy>> ... Ouch.
GoblinShaman>> I'm just wondering how stabbing me is funny.
GoblinShaman>> Could you explain that to me?
GoblinSmithy>> Well... You looked funny when you fell.
GoblinSmithy>> Plus, you landed on a Galka.
GoblinSmithy>> That shit was funny.
GoblinShaman>> Ha frickin' ha.
GoblinShaman>> My sides are splitting.
GoblinSmithy>> I thought you'd like it.
GoblinShaman>> Could you do me another favor?
GoblinSmithy>> Yeah. Sure.
GoblinSmithy>> What do you need?
GoblinShaman>> Could you explain the joke to my friends?
GoblinSmithy>> Wait... You have friends?
GoblinShaman>> Yup. My fellow Goblin Black Mages.
GoblinShaman>> They didn't find your joke so funny.

Oh damn.

I was in trouble. I mean, I could probably handle Shaman on my own, but not with his friends around.

What happened to honor among Goblins?

Now, I'm going to get torn to shreds by a horde of Shaman's friends.

Yippee.

Then I heard it. The quiet shuffle of steps behind me.

I was almost too scared to look. But, I knew it I had to, so I slowly turned around. And there stood...

A Goblin Gambler.

I was underwhelmed.

GoblinSmithy>> Wait...
GoblinSmithy>> That's it?
GoblinSmithy>> That's supposed to scare me?
GoblinShaman>> It doesn't?
GoblinSmithy>> Not so much.
GoblinSmithy>> He's like 15 levels lower than me.
GoblinSmithy>> What's he going to do?
GoblinSmithy>> Bleed on me to death?
GoblinShaman>> Well, darn.
GoblinShaman>> Looks like I lost again.
GoblinSmithy>> Nice try, Moron.
GoblinSmithy>> You have to get up pretty early to beat...

Goblin Doyen starts casting Fire IV.
Dread Dealing Dredodak starts casting Blizzard IV.
Goblin Gambler starts casting Fire.
Hermitrix Toothrot starts casting Thunder IV.
Hobgoblin Black Mage starts casting Fire IV.
Hobgoblin Fascinator starts casting Fire IV
Mysticmaker Profblix starts casting Thunder IV.

GoblinSmithy>> Oh shit.

So, I was burned, frozen, and electrocuted multiple times simulataneously.

Now, that shit isn't funny.

Nope. Not funny at all.

What's the word for it?

...

Oh yeah. It's pain.

Lots and lots of pain.

I don't think it could have gotten any worse.

GoblinPathfinder>> GET HIM, MR. PURRINGTON!

Ha ha ha.

Damn, I hate Shaman.