farewell, your majesty

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For the last couple of months I've been playing D&D with amovingtarget[1], and this week we lost our first friendly NPC. Alas, poor Pickle: she entered as a hostile bandit, was briefly awed into cooperation with our heroes, soon grew bold enough to demand gold and minions in return for her continued assistance, and ultimately declared herself queen mere rounds before meeting her end at the hands of an angry chef.[2]

I like to imagine that in whatever hereafter a goblin of indifferent loyalty but fervent ambition might find her way into, Pickle is still scheming just as irrepressibly as ever.


1. amovingtarget has instructed me to say both that she made me DM, and that she was right to. She isn't wrong: I mean, I have no idea what I'm doing, but I am having a heck of a lot of fun. (back)

2. A brief excerpt from chat:
enemyofperfect: at least she died fighting for something she believed in
amovingtarget: herself
enemyofperfect: exactly
You've got to admire a goblin like that. At least, I do. (back)