"Are you good biggies, or bad biggies?" Came the Fairy's reply.
"Hm... Good biggies." Manbearpig replied.
The fairy narrowed his clearly discerning eyes at the pigmanbear. He'd been killing goblins... which sometimes hurt the Fairies... but then, Goblins sometimes hurt the Kobolds, who hurt the fairies, which made them less bad, but then still not friends, and then there was the Kobolds who sometimes hurt the Goblins who sometimes hurt the fairies...
"We're nice." He extrapolated. Thankful that their kobold companion had fled during the fight - as it miiiight have been awkward having him with them.
"Okies, we'll help." The Fairy decided. And, with that, it went off with its pals and sang a merry tune.
Carnage spewed all around as goblinic death ran rampant throughout the area. Even Shitanya was at a loss for swearing, and simply lost herself to the never ending chaotic clawing carnage. (although she did briefly decide to attempt to eat one of the Fairies, but, thankfully, nobody heard her over all the cuffufal)
[boy I miss my spell checker... who removes functionality in a blog so crucial as a spell checker?]
Just when it appeared that the fairies might simply be singing for fun, the Goblins all fell asleep in a large cone of sleepytime.
The fairies then flew to another section of Goblin, and began humming at them.
Carnage carnage carnage, and the party began making their way to the slumbering section of goblins, dragging the holey Tribby with them.
After the second patch of goblins succumed to their collective sleep spell, the smarter of the three fairies again approached Manbearpig.
"Timey we go, now, yes?" the fairy attempted.
Jay El trundled up, covered in the blood of the unlucky. "hey, I'm AWESOME!" he said, convincingly.
"You are a gooood biggie!" Came the fairy's response; then, upon seeing Ash, asked him the same question of being a good biggie or a bad biggie.
"I fucking love killing shit!" came his reply.
The fairy did its best not to judge, and assumed that, if he was hanging out with someone as awesome as Jay El, he couldn't be all bad.
Jay El convinced the pretty little thing that they just need to pillage the dead before they left for their peaceful village. (which pretty much used up the last of his entropic magesty) and, the party collected 53 morning stars, 15 leather armors (the majority of the damage that had been done that day was so extensive that, the majority of armors were decimated beyond recognition), 8 shields (for the same reasons) and 20 gold, 100 silver, and 749 copper pieces.
They then headed for the village of the fairies.
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