This is for the entwinement of the Mooses Hed thread and the Grimwrinkles Revenge Thread.

Those in the tavern have had a night with Wampyre on the roofs attempting to lure them out to their end.

Bowmans group are heading for the tavern on the advice of the ranger to seek answers.

Grimwrinkle, well he has his own agenda!

As Bowmans group join this thread I will lock Grimwinkles revenge pt 2 thread.

Knowing where Bowmans goup were headed now for definate - Grimwrinkle scooted off quickly taking a circular route out of sight and hearing of the group. Rushing to the back door he worked him self up, made sure certain things were outa sight then burst in
"keeeeeps!!! KEEEEEEEPS!!" he wailed "Bandits `orrible thieveing, murdering thieving, assassins and banditsses - THEY killed `em, squashed `em they burnses our home why? WHY? when ole Grim was trying to help `em and lil Wrinkle just wanted a shinie or two in payment! why keeps ? WHY?" he dropped to his knees and pawed at his face. The dog matched his mood and began a mournful howl.......

Taken aback by the sudden entrance Keep looks down at the whining, snivelling Goblin.
"Grimwrinkle" she states with a sigh. "Rather a long way from home aren't you?"
She looks at the mess that the Goblin and the dog have dragged in and hands him a cloth, "Clear t'mess up then tell me more bout these bandits, whose burnt your home?," said with fondness in her voice, "I take it you and your friend want feeding?"

sheepishly looking up and the kindly Keep, then down to the mess he made, then across to his new pet (that still has a partly chewed arm by his feet) Grimwrinkle takes the cloth admonishes the dog for making such a mess then pivots round roughly wiping the floor with the cloth (but actually flicking the muck far either side and leaving big smear marks) and crawls backwards mucky boots dropping more muck thet he futilely tries to clean. As he works he sobs
"nice Keep she is yes so she is -Nice to Grimwrinkle and all we does is make a mess in her nice homes *tut tut tut* musts clean yes then we can tell er all abouts the nasty Bowie and his assasssass.....sins and thieveses and how they cheated us, tries to kills us, burnses our homes and Creepy and Crawly" A violent sob wracks him and he cries out "OHHHHHHH whyyy why they have to kills them - theys didnt hurt anybodys, only the worms and noone likeses worms cept to eatses" he sclurps and licks his lips

The dog by this point has retreated out of sight under a table and gnaws his grisly meal contentedly......

Shaking her head at the mess he is creating Keep produces another cloth and proceeds to shove him gently to one side and clean the mess up."Should of done it meself in the first place eh Grim" tutting she makes good the floor.
"right grim, let me get you some food, seems your friend has his own, hope tis no-one I know," she says winking at him.
"Once you have food you can tell me more," she bustles out of the room to the kitchen, banging pots and pans can be heard and muttering, after a few minutes she returns with a bowl of steaming stew and some hunks of bread.

"Here you go grim, now sit down and tell Keep more about the assasins and theives and whos killed who?..what have you been upto?"

"meeeeeee miss" Grimwrinkle says with genuine indignation " meeeeees just being usselfs you know"

He sits down as instructed (right infront of the still open back door) props his spear up on the wall and leans his scavenged shiled up against it - taking the stew with two nods of his head, he swiftly upends it gulping the lot down, then coughs and hacks a bit wretching up a bone with some meat on it which he noisily gnaws while continuing his tale

"well...." he begins then relates to her (much like he did to the herbalist lady) the horrific tale of this group of bandits lead by (phisical discription of Bowman) being chased by the huge-lizard-men-thing-biesties, who he had good-naturedly tried to help allowing them the use of his oh-so secret tunnel/home asking only for a few shinies in return.

Grimwrinkle continues his story expressing with disgust and horror how, without even saying thank-you one of the group smashed in his door as the leader threw a bag of stones at him then dragged his prisoner/slave inside commanding the others to follow, Luckily says Grimwrinkle he managed to get in aswell hiding the entrance and covering the smells before the biesties arrived.

Grimwrinkle now continues his story in a mournfull wail relating how they had dumped thier rotten carrot stew all over his lovely `clean` home and killed some of his `livestock` and how he didnt even really like carrots.

Grimwrinkle continued, hardly pausing for breath telling how, after confronting the group, they threatened him and refused to pay fleeing for the viliage. In a differant tone of voice he rapidly told how he then had to flee for his own life as the beasties had found the entrance and forced thier way through wrecking his home in the process.

Grimwrinkle continued slowly though, thinking fast and realising how, although innocent (in his mind) he might be blamed for everything, as has happened in the past. So he weaved the tale with cunning, saying how as he deserved some payment he was entitled to take it after coming across the group sleeping in the poor herbalists hut and helping themselves to her belongings. Knowing how he had little time as the beasties were coming for revenge he took some small items of thiers as payment and compensation and fled, warning a villiager on the way of the impedeing attack.

finishing his tale with a mischevious glint in his eye, saying how the Bandits must have expected him for they had two assassins lying in wait who very nearly killed him and took back his `payment` only by screaming for the attention of the approaching monsters was he able to distract his would be murderers and escape. He concluded by telling how he ran for his life as he feared the villiage would suffer for whatever wrong the Bandits had done to the Huge Lizard-men-biestie-things.

He then described briefly how he came upon the massacre of five innocents near a campfire while he was making his way to the safety of this tavern and Keeps stout values, he related his horror how they were horribly butchered and fearing for his life fled headlong for here, the dog afollowing

Keep sits listening to the goblins story. Ignoring his disgusting eating habits by now quiet used to his goblin ways. She also knows that not all his tales are entirely truthful but he does seem very convincing this time and there has been plenty of weird stuff going on of late, more so than normal.

Absentmindedly throwing a crust of bread to the dog Keep looks thoughtful.."sounds like uve ad a ard time Grim, you did right comin 'ere, Keep will look afta ya...I take it you want drink now?"

She wonders back out thinking over what the goblin has told her.

Looking up at her with heartfelt adoration and glee he jumps up and hugs her
"eeeeeeeeehhhahhe tteeee tolds ya woof-woof, tolds ya Keep is good and nice and wuld look after poor Grims Wrinkle now that that that `orrible nasty man and his asssassssasssss... murderere was after us" let go of Keep and clapped his hands spinning in circles
"wee eheeee Grim is safe now to Wrinkle in Keeps castle" he drops back to his knees and grabs at her hem "you`ll let us stays wont you pleeeeasse Keeep, maybe just for a bits" A genuine tear comes to his eye "we gots nowhere now, homes burnt and Creepy and Crawly is squished" he curls up into a ball for a second then retreats to where the dog is laying under the table, nicks the crust left for teh dog and begins to nibble it between sobs......

Stepping back and away from the over grateful goblin keeps looks at him and the dog.
"hmm you are welcome grim but what of the hound? i spect you to clean up any mess it makes - and no sneaking into t'kitchen either, if you wants foods you asks me cos if i catch you in there..." her voice trails away but her stare tells him all he needs to know.

"You can sleep by the fire, keep it stoked n you wont go cold."

"yes keep corse keep, ill clean dog" he lifts the dogs tails and sniffs its rear, the expression on the dogs face says it all "he is clean and corse Grim and Wrinkle will stoke Keeps fire, always love to help us yes help lots" he gets up and rushes over to the fire looking around the tavern sheepishly as he does. (plot who else is in tavern and is there any food or grog laying around in the common room?)
At the hearth Grimwrinkle pokes Keeps fire vigorously.....