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>by majority and market collusion
>"Gimme fasttyyest, powfattest, endless regennyratgun."
When you've just gotten within smelling distance of the Orc Settlements you get out Blew Bewbz' teacup.
You've won this at a massive hassle and risk to your skidmeats. It's too valuable. Anyone you meet is going to have a reason to yoink it off you and cash it. Da ShammyBoss and Seafood immediately come to mind.
So you're going to do it first.
"<span class="mu-r">Ay. Wake up.</span>"
She comes out submissive as before. She got a little white cloth bra and skirt on now, not like it'd stop you.
As before, <span class="mu-b">Daggy</span> and GOLDIE are at her gut and throat the moment she solidifies. She can be totally subdued, but you don't trust like that.
You start to speak, but she holds her palms up Daggy cuts an eight of a fingerwidth into her froat. veeery slowly, motioning you to stop. She still doesn't understand you.
While you keep your guard up she scrapes a little soil for soot and salt and presses thumb to palm. Doesn't feel like she's up to anything against you, so you let her continue.
A short string of words, the thumb smears the soil, and she's done.Besemet used Spell-like ability {WISH} lvl9 to cast {COMPREHEND LANGUAGES} lvl1
This done she tilts her head at you, inviting you to speak.
"<span class="mu-r">I'z heard frumma source dat yez a Efreek or a Jimmy. Yez hates bein anywunz buttbich n yez can make Weeshies. Dat tru.</span>"
She nods. She still can't speak the Route Commons or the local variant of Goblinois Poot Waa that you're using, but she gets you.
"<span class="mu-r">I gotta Weesh. Gimme it n I'z let yer free. Gobb'z honner. lal </span>"
She raises her hands again, the same gesture of submissive request.
Now she starts scraping the ground immediately in front of her, melts ice in it, and makes a small soilcastle. A squatty tower. With a nod from you she passes her hands over it. Besemet used {WISH} to cast {TONGUES} lv3
When she next speaks you hear the Goblinois in her voice. Her lips don't match the words at all, but you hear fine: it's the dialect of your dedd mobb, your original language.
>Spiffy.
"<span class="mu-b">I'z grant yezzer weesh, and yez letz me gow, yez yez. When I'z hold up me 'anz n shew va blu fayah in muh peekies, sez yer weesh in many many minus wun. But yez muzt letty gow me arfta, yezzernah?</span>"
"<span class="mu-r">Yezzeryez. Gimme a few beatz.</span>"
You have her go back in her teacup, Pouch it, and get out Moar Oww for some help wording a selection of your upcoming possible <span class="mu-b">{{{WEEESH}}}</span>es perfect in seven words.
Then he gets Pouched, and Blew Bewbz is out.
She does her thing: the blue fire she makes from her palms crawls through the air, joining the fires in her peekers. Head tilt.
"<span class="mu-r"> Gimmuh va fasttyyest, powfattest, endless regennyratgun evarar!</span>"