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The halfling is from a small village of halflings on the east side of the river, past some big valley. He spends most of his days traveling, collecting special herbs and roots, necessities for wizards and shamans. His name is Tofit. Tofit was having a stream of bad luck.

He's been having trouble finding a good supply of a very special herb ,the wizzards call it esswein, or wizard smoke; it has many different names throughout the lands. The herb is known to enhance your healing rate, and enhance your perception. Wizards use it because it provides their mind with enough nutrition to cast many spells. Shamans like it because it brings them more attune with natures lifeforce.

The orcs raided a farm closer to his village. Orcs have their own swamp weed. It pretty much keeps them on their arses. Tofit ran out of esswein, in a short time. His seeds wont produce for another 13 weeks. Some of the best stuff grows within that valley next to the river. Its potency is said to be due to the mountain, and the river. On the other side of the mountain is the dwarven caves; its the main flow of commerce throughout the entire region. They mine gold dust, silver, and all the other major ores.

Tofit is glad this little valley is still a well kept secret. He was planning on gathering good seeds for enhancing the potency of his crop, and enough of the good stuff to keep the wizards happy, and keep him supplied till the next crop came in. He brought his friend Bob-O to help him carry it all back.

Tofit left his sword behind, figured he could just steal a scimitar from the goblins; his sword is pretty expensive, and he doesnt want it to have healing powers. They couldnt carry much back this trip, so Bob-O figured his dagger would suffice.
Bob-O thought nothing could go wrong, hes with a rogue; Bob-O is just a farmer, he figured he might learn something from Tofit.

Tofit's pretty good at getting himself out of sticky situations.
In his business he deals with some of the Top wizards around.

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Tofit had an idea. He needed to get the goblins attention. 'Hey goblins', Tofit called. The three goblins turned to the halfling, with a scowl on their face. 'Im a wealthy trader, twas picking up a product, when we bumped into you.' Gorbo's eyebrow raised in interest, 'what product?' he said. Moka chimed in, 'Wheres the gold, take us NOW!' his eyes filled with greed.
Tofit raised his eyebrows and glanced at the goblins, 'I can get you alot of gold.' Peeko's eyes widened, then turned dark; he slammed the halfling to the ground, 'This better not be a trick.' he growled putting his scimitar to his face.

Gorbo asked, 'What are you looking for here?' Moka growled, 'He wanted a fight.' 'No, I came unarmed.' Tofit enforced. 'I was gathering herbs to sell, I can fetch some nice gold for the plants in this valley.' Peeko growled, 'This is our valley.' Tofit cracked a grin, 'Thats why Im going to cut you in on the profit.' Peeko still looked skeptical, and Gorbo was wondering about the plant. Tofit continued, 'Orcs raided my farm and took all my crops; I need a supply to please my clients.' Peeko scratched his head unsure where this was leading. 'So how do we get the gold?' Tofit pondered for a second, 'I figured there was no need for gold on this mission. All I needed to get was a couple bags full of those weeds over there.'

The three goblins huddled together and whispered their plans.
Peeko whispered, 'He could lead us back to his village, and get his gold.' Gorbo thought it out, 'Peekos leg is injured, you cant walk back.' Peeko had forgot about his thigh wound, he looked down and checked his bandage and saw it was still lightly bleeding. Peeko grunted, 'Uh, forgot bout that.'
Gorbo spoke out, 'Gorbo can take halfling back to village, it will be light by the time we get there.' Moka grimaced, 'Moka, no go out in light... Moka will sleep.' yawned Moka. Peeko groaned, 'Peeko cud use some sourberry wine about now'

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Gorbo walked back over to Tofit. 'Gorbo will go back with halfling, and bring back gold.' Gorbo untied Tofit's hands, while Moka loomed over the two of them. 'Moka will make sure halfling doesnt try to get away.' 'Theres no need for that, Im going to make a deal with you.' said Tofit, rubbing his wrists to get the circulation back. 'Now, I need to cut down about ten plants, and put em in two sacks. I seem to only have one sack, do you have one.' Tofit said, glancing up at Moka. Moka growled at Tofit. Gorbo cut him off, 'Give em a sack warthog!' Moka scowled 'Eaaaah' pulling a sack from his pack.

Gorbo grabbed up the sack, 'What me cuttin' he asked.
Tofit pointed to the weeds, near the river. Peeko stood up and squealed, 'The halfling tricks us......Ung.' Peeko collapsed grasping his thigh. Tofit pulled some leaves from the esswein plant, and brought them too Peeko. 'Chew this up and apply it to your wound, its a healing aid, and a good one at that.' Peeko grabbed the leaves from Tofits hand and sniffed it suspiciously. 'This smelly dung?' Peeko scowled. 'This is no dung, its one of the most potent herbs in the kingdom. Its in high demand by wizards and shamans.' Peeko put the leaves in his mouth and chewed them up. Peeko immediately felt the effects, and a wide smile crossed his face. 'Dis taste like sourwine.' Peeko said spitting leaves from his mouth as he talked. Moka scratched his head, 'Maybe Minkta like shaman weed.' Peeko cackled, 'Minkta no shaman, thinks Minkta spit is good for everything.' Peeko spit out the chewed leaves in his hand and put them in his wound. Instantly his thigh started to tingle, and his blood clotted.

Tofit was showing Gorbo which plants to cut, and where to cut them. 'Look at these two plants.' Tofit said, showing him two similar plants. Gorbo wasn't sure where this was going.
'They pretty much look the same, but actually they are two different plants.' Gorbo blinked not noticing any difference.
'One is the herb we must collect, and the other is a poison.' Tofit explained. Gorbo grew suspicous, and looked over to Peeko who was cackling with Moka. Tofit grined, 'Can you tell which one is which?' Gorbo stared at the two plants; one plant seemed to shimmer in the moonlight, the other had a darker tint. Gorbo touched the shimmering plant, 'Dat one?' he asked. Tofit snickered, 'Even a goblin could figure it out... No offense' he stammered. 'Go ahead try some' Tofit urged.
Gorbo hesitated, 'You trick Gorbo.' Tofit shook his head, 'No, If I were going to trick you, I would have given you all the poison by now.' Gorbo hesitated, and looked over to Peeko and Moka, now walking to the river. Seeing them still alive he cut off a piece of the plant and put it in his mouth. Chewing on the plant, Gorbo noticed he was thinking much clearer.
He found all this talk of healing herbs and poison interesting, he wanted to know more. Gorbo looked to Tofit, and spit out the quid as he saw Peeko and Moka in the distance laying next to the weeds.

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Peeko glanced over at Gorbo to see if the halfling was still there, he was feeling pretty relaxed from the herb. Moka was frantic, his burns were blistering. One could hardly tell his face was blistered and burned with all his warts. 'Moka really need some sourberry wine, or something' said Moka while peering at Peeko. 'dis stuff better then sourberry wine' Peeko said, licking his lips. 'Lets get more.' they both said at once.
'What plant is it?' Moka cried. Peeko scowled, 'Its those big green ones, you frik.' Moka ran up to the nearest plant and grabbed off a big clump of leaves, and stuffed what he could in his mouth. Peeko followed not far behind, and pulled off a few leaves and started chewing them up. Moka spit his wad of chewed leaves on the ground, and sat down. 'Moka feeling verrry rrrelllaxed.' he said with a peaceful hum. Peeko spit the leaves out, 'this taste different' he said softly. Peeko fell to the ground.

Gorbo, seeing his friends dead was in a mad rage. Never taking his eyes off the goblins, he punched the halfling in the face and grabbed him by his tunic, dragging him over where Moka and Peeko lay. Tofit was stunned, he had no idea what was going on. He began pleeing with Gorbo, 'No, wait.... what are you doing.' Gorbo threw him down next to Peeko, and grabbed the scimitar. Tofit looked at the goblins and realized what happened. 'Wait!' he pleaded as Gorbo raised the scimitar, poised to strike. 'Halflings killed Gorbo's friends, his only familiy..... Now halfling DIES!' Gorbo screamed. 'THERE NOT DEAD.' Tofit yelled. Gorbo stopped a minute recollecting his memories. 'The plant is a poison, its a strong tranquilizer. Your friends aren't dead, there just going to be out for awhile.' Gorbo dropped the scimitar, 'There not Gorbo's friends anyway, they make fun of Gorbo.' he said blushing.

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Tofit stood up and brushed himself off. Recovering his pride he flashed a sarcastic smirk in Gorbo's direction, "They make fun of you?" Gorbo's eyes widened in embarrisment, then in a series of blinks they flickered with rage. Gorbo picked back up the scimitar and thrusted it forward. Tofit was quick on his feet, and had moved further away before Gorbo noticed. Gorbo swung his scimitar madly, running after Tofit. "I know what you need" Tofit said, running Gorbo in a circle. Tofit ran past the stack of herb and swept up a stick in his hand. Gorbo tripped, off balance from swinging his scimitar. His scimitar flew from his hands as he fell face first in the dirt. He panted into the dirt, tired from running and swinging. Gorbo got up to see Tofit by the burning coals. Tofit held the long stick of herb over the burning coals , untill it started to flame. Gorbo wondered why Tofit didn't fear him. Peeko and Moka humiliate Gorbo all the time, and they get away with it because they are tougher. The halfling is kinda smaller then Gorbo, he should be afraid.

The smell of Tofit's smoking stick reached Gorbo's nostrils, instantly his feet started moving him towards the smell. Tofit watched as Gorbo marched towards him, glaring with his head level to his sholders, and a scowl on his face. Tofit held out his smoking wand in front of Gorbo to stop him.
Tofit peered through the cloud of smoke to see the scowl on Gorbo's face.
The smoke concealed his face once more, and drifted away to reveal a grin.
Gorbo wondered why he chased the halfling in the first place, hes just like Peeko and Moka. Gorbo let out a high pitched laugh. Tofit grinned, "I knew this weed would cheer you up." Gorbo started feeling anxious and sat down, not knowing what to say. Noticing Gorbo's anxieity, Tofit handed him the smoking wand. "Im going to pack up the herbs." Tofit said, removing a wadded up bag from his belt. Gorbo jumped to his feet as Tofit picked up the jagged dagger. Gorbo held up the smoking wand in front of him, as if he were about to defend himself. "Easy now, just need to cut the herbs into smaller sticks." The smoke from the wand flew into Gorbo's face, a cloud of smoke hung over his head. Gorbo's eyes sqinted in the smoke, and he took a deep breath. Exhaling, he let out a deep 'hrrrummm' that sounded like a satisfied growl. Gorbo felt himself feeling unusually peaceful.

Tofit smiled in satisfaction, knowing that he was about to make big bags of gold off this. Business was on his mind, he had people to see, places to go, and many different things to do. His next objective is to get this stuff home. Tofit worked away at cutting the sticks to a fair size, and stacking them in the bag.

Gorbo's wand glowed and flickered, smoke wafting through the morning fog.
Gorbo never felt so good in his life. Gorbo watched the smoke expand into the fog. His head was swimming with questions. He was fascinated that a plant could do so much, and make him feel like this. Gorbo wanted to find out more about herbs and poisons. Gorbo's vision sharpened, and he could see each sphere of water in the mist; they flew through the air gliding and twisting. Gorbo was entranced by the smoke as it danced entangled in the fog. The smoke had a reddish aura around it, as the tiny globes of fog passed through the smoke they tangled and .... Gorbo blinked his eyes in amazement. The globes merged with the smoke; as each globe passed through the smoke it left with a dim red aura. Gorbo felt there was something mystical about this. He watched some of the reddened spheres drift onto a rotting stump. Immediately the stump dispersed a stream of mold spores into the air. The spores rotated hungrily around the stump, attaching to each red sphere that came near its orbit bringing it back down to the stump.
Out of curiousity Gorbo decided to feed them, and stuck the burning wand into the swarm. The spores were energized by the wand, chaotically spinning and zipping in every direction, untill they all syncronized their rotation around the wand forming a funnel around it. Some of the spores made their way into Gorbo's nose. Gorbo could feel his nose tingle with activity, he sneezed. Gorbo blinked the moisture from his eyes, and returned his gaze to the cloud of spinning spores and smoke. Gorbo squinted, his vision was slightly distorted from his watering eyes, he could make out a solid image in the smoke. Gorbo could clearly see the image of a mushroom surrounded by clouds of smoke that arched around it. Gorbo dropped his wand in astonishment.

Gorbo's eyes followed the smoke from the wand to see Tofit standing behind him. Gorbo had nearly forgotten all about him. Gorbo stood up, "Why do you not run away!" he exclaimed, feeling kind of anxious around the stranger. Tofit shook his head "Then you wouldn't get paid. Were in a business relationship, Im likely going to need your help again." Gorbo stood there looking bewildered. Tofit lowered his head, remembering that goblins don't have very big vocabularies. "A business relationship.... Gorbo became agitated "What business relationship?" he said. Tofit looked up to meet Gorbo's dubious gaze.
"Lets go over the job. Its very important that I keep this plot a secret. I need you to keep watch over this field." With that said Tofit reached his hand into his pocket, as he pulled it out his hand was glowing. He opened his hand to reveal a glowing orb. Gorbo's eyes were glowing in amazement. The orb was so bright it illuminated the fog. Tofit regarded Gorbo's expression with a smirk. "You like this?" Gorbo froze like a statue, in complete awe of what he saw. Tofit gazed at the orb, admiring it thoughtfully. "They say its just a glass sphere infused with some concoction made from a glow wisp."