Grot, the Troll
Grot laid down the door on the floor for the Beetle to inscribe his warning. Beetlington started writing and the Troll was amazed to see that he could understand the writing.
"Well, I gotta say, Beetle, that ya has really gone and out-done yaself on this one!! Wouldn't believe it if I didn't see it wit mah own two eyes! Gnoll's word, it be right there as clear as the day, even tho i couldn't be readin' it. It's bloomin' well fantastic, Beetlin'!"
Grot bent over and surveyed it. He couldn't read the text but he understood it just fine. It was a marvel.
"Mighty fine scribblin' too, I'll be the first to be sayin'."
The troll moved the door over to the wall without packing it into a box as it wouldn't conveniently pack away in the same way other doors had been designed to do. Everything had its costs and cons and even if it could, the imps wouldn't know how to reassemble it on the spot.
Grot rested it against the wall - the imps would just have to be very careful moving it and it would probably take a couple.
+)I findin' mahself in need of a rest, I thinkin'.(+
Grot stretched and headed out of the Workshop. He ate several chickens in the Hatchery and then collapsed on his lair, snuggling up to his hammer among the layered rags of his lair. He lapsed into sleep, smiling widely.
INSIDE GROT'S MIND______________________________________________ _____________
Grot awoke, finding himself floating in the middle of what appeared to be an of amateur musical rendition of 'Faust and Making of the Hammer of Love.' Strange-looking dancing trolls swirled around in flashes of green. Happy, joyful tunes filled the air and petals rained slowly down from somewhere amongst the clouds. The smell of burning and bile fumes wafted across the clearing, lightly assailing his senses.
The dreaming troll gave himself to the strange, and many would say repellent, scene with apparent ease enjoying the spectacle and hugging random passers... including a surprised knight and a crippled imp who couldn't get away fast enough.
MEANWHILE_________________________________________ __________________________
Meanwhile, in the Lair of Keeper Kuroki's dungeon, Grot continued to dream his strange dreams. As to whether they were caused by accidentally inhaling some Bile gas earlier or whether that was his usual dream type and it was just him none can ever say...
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SUMMARY
Gold: 0
Health: 100%
Level: 1
Mood: Happy
Status: Sleeping and Dreaming
Quick Summary: Finished the door, ate in Lair, went to sleep and dreamed some very odd dreams.
STEEL DOOR (1/A) = 100% COMPLETED <[GAS TRAP INCORPORATED INTO DESIGN]