STRANGE BOATS OF MUSHROOM

[Boxboiy 86]

 

 

STRANGE BOATS OF MUSHROOM

 

 

 

 

Debris drifted onto the northern shores of Atlas. Atop the floating crates, planks, all made from varying material but all in poor quality, laid the small, pale figures of but a handful of goblins. Robed in black they groaned, exhausted from their journey. But sighting land rose their spirits, and within time a small camp was created from what little materials they had. Few mushrooms remained, but few was better than none. For once in their lives, they chose to conserve for the future… Until one Snotling was found stuffing his face.

 

 

 

“Let it be known, that the gobbos of Clan Shrogo shall spread their spores far and wide! Shroom! Shrooooom! Shroooooooooom!” Shouted Shiitake to the small crowd. And the very next night, they journeyed off to find a new home.

 

 

 

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[Inferno_Ougi 1454]

Mygenaba’Shrogo does a little jig from across the high seas, dancing around a fire high on mushroom, whilst waving his staff around. 

[_pr0fit 3084]

“HARR HARR, I’ll give you my mushroom” Grog says, drool dripping out of his mouth as he spills chewed carrot all over the place, he takes another bite of carrot

[Sykogenic 1333]

Nuda’Shrogo leaned against a tree, the hood of his robe casting a faint shadow across his face. He reached up and violently scratched his neck, a soft trickle of dark crimson escaping from beneath his fingers. He glared at a snotling who hustled by him, carrying a stack of twigs and large leaves. He popped a mushroom into his mouth and started chewing it with a sickening crunch for they had grown hard on their journey across the sea. He hoped that soon they would find a cave and he would be able to return his his daily activities of growing shrooms and verbally abusing snotlings. 

[angel129bu 56]

*ogank’shrogo,would stumble off the poorly made raft onto this new unfamiliar land,he may not be able to see,but he could smell the new air.He quickly dug his toes into the sand, A crude frown would spread across his pale face,the air smelled fresh the ground was too soft...and NO WALLS.....this new land its....its....HORRIBLE! He would think to himself,how can they live like this!? Never the less he would scrounge around in his pocket taking out a special mushroom he had been keeping from the others,he would quickly pop it into his mouth and let out a sigh.He would then extend his arms and begin following the voices of his fellow goblins,ready but not entirely willing to make a fresh start in these new lands.

[Dragonslayerelf 654]

Znitgit’Shrogo would come off the boat, carrying bottles of Shrogo Shroom Beer on a sling beneath his robe. He snickered as he arrived, knowing that his unique brew would sell well to those in this new land. “Le’z make diz zkah ouaz boyz!” he’d exclaim happily, leaping onto the beach and then rubbing the sand off of his robes.

[osumanduas 1442]

Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

 

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