Schmoog the goblin lackey creeped up to his friend the local carver.
'Hey, waz dis?' schmoog inquired, peering and pointing at the small wooden idol.
'Well, its a totem to ward of demons, of course.' replied The Carver, failing to make a full glance at his new company.
'I taught dat you wer a war-e-er fer a leeving, wuz dis bout?'
'Business was bad, so I had to do something to offset the cost.'
'Ah, me see, me see! So den, do da tings aktully werk?'
'Not at all' He said, this time turning fully away from his porject to converse with his inquirer.
'Den.. wat happen wen da buyeers find out? Wont day be madz? Wut weel you do, da town-folkz have mootya-big weapons'
'Open up my old business again.' He smiled, and returned to work.