Smo'dis's lifeless body slammed face-first into the mud. A mounted mage rode up to it, chuckling to himself and saying, "Too easy," as he began to peek through his belongings.
Smo'dis awoke to find himself once more in the Wargod's chamber. Big surprise there.
"Gah, wud??" Smo answered back.
"ME GEDDIN SIK UB DIS! WHI LAT KEEB ENDIN UB HEER? HUW LUNG HAB LAT BEEN GRUNT NUW, AGH LAT ZTILL AM ALURJIK TU PANZEE MOJO???"
"Me twid, bud der am nubting me kan du abowd id! Me blahd tu Korg, bud - "
"AGH WER AM KORG NUW, SMO'DIS?? LAT HAB NUB SEE'D IM IN MENI MENI MUUNZ!!! IM NUB GUIN HELB LAT!!!"
"GAH! Wud me suppuzd tu du den??" Smo'dis responded.
"HUW LAT GED CLOMPD DAT TYM, SMO??" the Wargod asked.
"Id wuz tokshun mojo! Id makrd me sik agh - "
"SIKUR DEN DWINKIN KUR MOJOWADUR??"
"Me nub shur," Smo answered. "Id makr me preddi sik, bud mojowadur am danjuruz tu me!!"
"WULL, TINK ABOWD ID!" the Wargod boomed. "LAT KAN DWINKEE DA MOJOWADUR AGH MEBBI GED CLOMPD, UR LAT KAN GED TOKSHUND AGH DEFINIDELI GED CLOMPD!!! WICH ASH SHUD LAT DU, DUMHED??"
"Urm. . . dwinkee da mojowadur?" Smo'dis asked.
"NUB KIDDUN, DUMMI! NUW LAT STARDIN TU UZE LATZ BWANE! NUW GED BAK DER!!!"
"Yub sur!" Smo'dis knew the conversation was over. He was in no real rush to start killing himself with mojowaters, but if the Wargod said to, then who was he to not listen?
Smo'dis awoke at the feet of a wandering healer. Not sure exactly what happened, he ran back to collect his belongings, but he felt something in his pack. Opening it up, he stared at the strange orange mojowater which shouldn't have been there. He shrugged, dropped it back in, wiped his nose and ran back to collect his things.