>>6320807The Maladoos are all in, too, of course, but Vel Dinh points out a valid consideration which you’d overlooked:
“I’m not much of a fighter to begin with. My battles lay in the library!” She says this proudly, which strikes you as pretty dumb, though you don’t say so. “I also need to keep working on the forge, and I can’t finish without Freddie’s help.”
“Awww,” Frederich Johannes moans, crestfallen. “But I wanna go fight alongside the Paladins, Vel! It’s… it’s the PALADINS!”
“It would slow down progress considerably,” Vel addresses you both. “Your engineering acumen is absolutely vital.”
By the same token of divergent duty, the Blueberry Brigade—that is to say, the surviving blue-tinged goblinoid warriors who lay in suspended animation here in Patmo-Shoka for untold centuries—also show no willingness to leave on an ‘away mission’. Brand-Hrok is the youngest and greenest—metaphorically, not physically—and you’re pretty sure you could convince him to come, but you aren’t sure the others have any inclination to abandon their eternal post as defenders of this place.
