You’re fighting a Knob Goblin Assistant Chef. He proudly wields his set of Neophyte Tongs, and whistles a happy cooking song as he prepares to beat you senseless.
He gets the jump on you and beats you with those tongs. Those tong, tong, tong tong tongs. Oof! Ow! Ouch!
You call forth a Minor Ray of Avocados, which buries your opponent in rudimentary guacamole. BIFF! SOCKO! POW! WHACK! BARF!
He then tries to poke you with his tongs, but you make fun of his silly hat until he starts crying, and then call forth a Minor Ray of Blenders. Your opponent gets frappéd. ZAP! BLAM! BIFF!
You win the fight!
You gruffly address the rest of the chefs in the kitchen. “Trip‐trap!” you say, then decide that’s maybe too gruff. “Okay, you guys, where did you hide the Obvious Plot Device?” you say, ominously waving your pasta spoon.
All the chefs point to one Knob Goblin hiding in the corner. “Dave did it,” they say. Dave disappears behind one of the stoves and reappears holding the Obvious Plot Device!
“I’m s‐sorry,” he says, “but it’s so very pretty and I just wanted to have it for a little while… I swear I was gonna give it back.”
“That’s okay,” you say. “I think we’ve all learned a valuable lesson today, haven’t we, kids? Mainly that stealing will cause the maiming of several people near you, while you yourself won’t suffer any consequences. Now you know – and that’s at least 50% of the battle.”
You grab the Plot Device and walk out of Cobb’s Knob.