That little bastard destroyed my goblins, I'd be more annoyed if not for the fact they are without a doubt weak, and fragile, perhaps it was for the best, but they still could have provided uses, no matter, I have three hobgoblins, more then enough, one of which i have writing this, today, the little imbecile apparently tried to pull one over on fish brain, and failed in possibly the most miserable fashion I can even put into words. He was sitting naked on the floor, soaking wet, if I could have imagined anything more amusing to look at and tedious to list, it won't be coming to mind this day. After he ran off, I left with my minion who had followed me to investigate the nude, soaking drow, and went back to my room to make sure I had everything, then proceeded to the bar, the little drow had broken a table when i got down there and apparently the fish brain and had convinced the barkeeper that the midget drow was a child, at which he threw a temper tantrum and attempted in every way possible to get a knife. The metal man, being in some way perhaps being nice, attempted to get a steak, which he gave to me with a steak knife, i could practically see the gleam in that little dark skinned twit's eyes as i held the knife in hand, i quickly ate the steak, and pondered a moment if i should really give it to him, it was clear he had a grudge against the fish elf, so it seemed to me that one of them killing the other was beneficial to me, as one less elf was better, however, as he did destroy my goblins. I threw it at him in slight hopes of it going through his head, sadly he caught it, but then he tossed it straight at the fish elf, slicing her cheek, i was rather amused, until i saw the drow's rapid growth in places i dare not put to detail, it was, to put in as best a word as i can, disgusting, like eating rotting cow intestines. The half pint then proceeded to relieve himself beneath the bar, in full fucking view of everyone, at which point I proceeded to ask the old man if he was still sure about the half pint, he didn't respond, in fact he more or less covered his face with his hand and shook his head. After that, the old man told us to meet him on his ship, which we all headed towards, however, I did get a very good laugh when the drow slipped off the ramp and plunged into the waters, if he had drowned, I would have probably laughed harder, sadly the fish elf decided to take mercy on him and saved him. The elves then gave me more reasons to wish to see them in agony, as they tossed me overboard into the water because the stench of death bothers them, so I had one of my skeletons simply shove him overboard with me, the little bastard about sank if not once more for the intervention of others, the old man helped us back onto the deck, at which point i had decided to think on how to torment the elves further. The drow, appearing to be a glutton for trying to feel death's embrace, tried to climb the sails, and instead sent himself crashing into the water for a third time, upon which the fish elf decided to try to teach him to swim so she would stop having to pity him, once they had finished, I proceeded with an idea, and began orchestrating to see if I could get the half pint to try to show the fish elf his flag, which he didn't do, but I could tell something was bothering him now, which I considered a victory all the same, the boat ride was rather quiet until some pirates decided to attack, and while I enjoyed the fight to a degree, one of my skeletons perished in the process, and i believe the drow got yanked overboard, if i had had the time during that moment, I might have cackled at the fact the midget was clearly being tormented by fate's cruel hands. after the fight ended, i proceeded to continue with tormenting the half pint elf, which upset him greatly, and apparently the metal man, they seem to think half orcs do not have good hearing, I do in fact hear quite well, and proceeded to shout things across the boat at them, after which I proceeded to make use of one of the pirates that had interrupted the flow of my day and raised him as a somewhat sentient zombie, a zombie pirate if you will. With new minion at my disposal and the elves thoroughly annoyed, i had mostly been happy with today's accomplishments, but it seems the dark deities had one last entertaining moment for me, as the dark skinned moron proceeded to all but asphyxiate himself with ropes as he managed to hogtie himself, he then proceeded to go to his room in the ship, all in all, good day.