[CENTER][h1][color=brown]Brutrumukk[/color][/h1][/CENTER]

"[b]You just cursed at the Goblinoid Gods. Do you really think they will let you go back to being any sort of goblinoid if they have anything to say about it?[/b]"

That question, more than anything else said by the party thus far, made Brutrumukk pause. Would the gods really not allow him to go back because of a handful of insults? Would he be doomed to spend the rest of his life as a gnome. And once he died, what then? Would the Infinite Battlefield still be the place his soul is drawn to? Or would he be brought to wherever gnome souls were sent to and have to go before whatever false gods the gnomes revered instead? Brutrumukk shuddered at the thought.

The [s]bugbear[/s] gnome shook his head then to clear those dark thoughts from his mind. No. There was still a way back. There had to be. If the gods were truly angry about the insults, he'd know. Hruggek would have called down lightning. Grankhul would have struck him blind or dead. Maglubiyet certainly wouldn't have stopped at keeping Brutrumukk a gnome forever if he had actually been offended by the [s]bugbear's[/s] gnome's cursing. And if even half the stories Brutrumukk's dad had told about the Eternal War were true, then Brutrumukk knew the gods wouldn't be so quick to throw him aside. They needed to keep up with the rapid growth of Gruumsh's horde after all.

Brutrumukk shook his head one more time to clear away the last lingering thoughts brought about be Zavakri's words. Once that was done, he looked once more across the lake to where Bavlorna's cottage lay. If what Zavakri said about the monkey having done all he could was true, then it probably wouldn't be able to help him turn back. Bavlorna though? The hag definitely had more magic than a monkey would hope to have. More than enough to turn Brutrumukk back if he was lucky. All he had to do was convince her to do so. But before he could, Brutrumukk would need to do those things she wanted done before she'd make a deal. Only trouble was that he'd forgotten what those thing were, so he'd have to go ask her what they were again. Which begged the question: How would he get back across the water?

The skiff that Brutrumukk rowed out on to fish was still out on the lake, no one had bothered rowing it back when fleeing the merrow, Opting to simply swim back to the shore. And since Brutrumukk wasn't keen on risking a second encounter with the merrow, he wasn't going to dip a single toe in the water if he could help it. [color=brown]"I need another boat."[/color] Brutrumukk said before looking around. After a moment, Brutrumukk spotted the dock that leads to D11. [color=brown]"That looks like as good a place as any to start lookin'."[/color] Brutrumukk declared before making his way over.