Branching Endowments

Uninformed and clueless, the three newest apprentices faced the abruptly earnest goblin.

Lobur stomped up to his boss with pride in each step. "What am I doing?" 

Aakur also raised his hand in question. "Excuse me, may I ask about that statement you just made? The one involving stronger ink and a stooge…?"

Rizz answered them both, stating, "All you've gotta do is stand there. Honestly, you probably don't have to do that either. I guess I can just make it happen regardless… Whatever. 

"Here's the thing. I've got an offer for you three. An offer that the non-combative Aakur will love. But don't worry, Lob, Gerrart, I'm making sure it's worth your while. Aakur just gets extra lucky this time around. 

"Cause I wanna give you three some inherent skills in exchange–"

"How the hell!?"

"You're serious??"

"That's impossible!!"