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around the corner of the inn there is a strange crying sound. those who make their way around the inn see frazzle now much skinnier, sitting on the ground and rubbing his pot.

Hearing the strange crying from within the Inn, Goonter goes to investigate. Noticing Frazzle on the ground, Goonter approaches him.

"Frazzle, is that you making that horrible noise? Are you hungry?"

Frazzle looks up at the new commer, he looks past the man, his eye's slighty hazed over and a look of fear about him.

"no hurt, please, frazzle no no bad, please no no hurt. my name is frazzle copperpot, but he's no bad goblin, your so tall, i's so hungry and frazzle no know where he is. Can you help frazzle?"

trusk kicks in the door to the inn, rushing inside shouting

STEVE! WHERED YA GO LIL BUDDY, I GOTS A HANKERIN FOR COWMAN. ANYONE SEEN STEVE AROUND HERES?

frazzle screams as the giant orc busts threw the door and cowers behind goonter

"please no no hurt, please my name is frazzle, and frazzle mean no harm."

"It's ok Frazzle. We won't hurt you. I'm Goonter, you've meet me before. Remember, team green?"

frazzle just looks at you as if lost in thought.
"team what, frazzle no no remember somtin like dat, dis is first time frazzle seen this place, goonter a stong name you must be strong."

trusk facepalms, remembering the situation, he walks over to steve, picks him up as he cowers in the corner, and plops him on his shoulder, sitting forward.

TRUSK FORGOT, STEVE FORGET TINGS IF NO TELL DEM TO HIM ALL DA TIME, HE HAVE TINY SQUISHBRAIN, NOT GOOD FOR REMEMBERING, STEVE, YOU COME WIF TRUSK, WE GO GET SUM GOOD MEATS TO EAT, DA KIND DAT IS STILL MOVIN.

timidly he reaches around the giant creature and holds tight.

"oh food huh, frazzle help"
his mood lifting and he looks around with a huge grinn on his face.