[Oddey]

I'm still happy I included that.

Chapter 7

The Grubb Village

On the other side of the bridge, a couple of the larger Grubb houses could be seen. As they got closer, they saw it was a village. Finklar wondered if they'd have to pay another toll.
'If we do, I'm just going to ignore it.' He thought. They were nearly over the bridge. It looked stable. More stable than the rickety rope ones you usually used.
'Why do they even make those? Everyone knows it'll break. At least these fellows have some sense in them.' Thought Finklar. Grubbs were about the stupidest thing he's ever met next to a certain slig who had walked into a meat grinder, because it was on his patrol route. He had been an idiot. He had survived, but Finklar, fed up with him, ordered his brain to be operated on. For the slig's sake as well as their own.

A while ahead, a Grubb covered in blankets was rambling on about how the sky turned brown when slog where around, how grass was green because if it was blue it'd be water, how sligs made the worst hairnets and even how he had three eyes, when he quite clearly had two. He wasn't the only one either. At least three other Grubbs were sitting under some sheets chattering away about pure nonsense. Once they noticed they had visitors, they instantly started yelling things like "That blue guy, has got tatoos so he can squash you!" "Mr. Pink, you should like, get new glasses! Those ones explode!" "Traitor! You, like beat me at cards the other day!" and "Sky's blue, you're blue, you're the sky's son!". Finklar was about to slap one across the face, when some more average looking Grubbs pulled them away.
"Like, sorry dude. These guys are like, old dudes from the war against that Sekto Demon guy. They're, like cuckoo in the head man." Said one of them struggling to drag one back home.

'I hope we get out of this place soon,' Thought Finklar as he purchsed some fresh supplies for the remainder of the journey. And a map. 'Those Grubbs are such a pain.' He thought as he paid the clerk, and found a place to stay. Nightfall was nearing, and Finklar wasn't keen on travelling around in darkness.

After some searching there was an almost unnoticeable alleyway. 'Well, it's going to have to do.' Thought Finklar as he stepped in. It took him a minute to get used to, but once you got over that fact that you weren't in a bed, it was definately superior to sleeping out in the open. In here, you didn't need to worry much about an ambush even if it was just a Grubb village. You never knew what they could scheme up. Like the attack on Sekto's dam. Some said an old water god came down to help them. Others said that the same steef that was sighted in New Yolk City had made a reappearance to help the Grubbs. Most people dissaproved of this by noting that the few witnesses of something unGrubbly, yet had fought on their side, had armour, and the steef that had been sighted had no armour. Most people didn't care though. Finklar felt his eyelids drooping just as Abe started to snore lightly. Germ had fallen asleep almost immidiately, as usual. Finklar dreamt that Abe really did have tatoos that could steam roll you, and that Finklar's own glasses had exploded. When he awoke, he didn't remember anything after the shards from his glasses had flown into Queen Margret's face.