Preparing for an Uprising

Hey, you, give me your hand. I'll tell you your fortune. Oh, what a big hand... Strong, calloused. A great deed is waiting for you. You will help a small but brave nation. Its name begins with "G". Not Gibberlings! Boo hoo to those furry slippers ! You're destined to help goblins!

We are in slavery. Orcs oppress us. Our spirits are weakened, but not broken. We are ready to rise our weapons against our torturers. But where can we get weapons?

I see it now. You will overpower the Orcs and give their weapons to my fellow goblins. Those Orcs will think twice before raising their whips at us again!

Hooray! Attack! Brothers, let's fight for our freedom! Let's put and end to the Goblinball! Orcslay will be Sarnaut's new sport! Watch us cut up those Orcs and carve their curvy spines into slides for our young ones!

Are you saying that I'm a coward? Then drink homebrew, shrink down to our level, hit a table with your helm, and then I will respect your glory.

Are you saying that Gibberlings are small also? They are three and they have ale. We don't have even beer, and we are strictly forbidden to team up three on one...While they are looking, that is. Orcs will forever be our sworn enemies!