The one thing I can remember from BG I was my dwarf fighter with a big twohander getting a great whomp on a gibberling once in a while, and the body burst into pieces ("gib", in old Quake FPS-speak), the pieces soft pitty-patting onto the sunny grass.
Gibberlings were some kind of even noobier goblinoid thingie. Not wondering where the gib went (gib as in giblets of a roast chicken), but I guess the brains took their functional spot on the nautiloid. Surely a replacement for a rat encounter or two, though!
Last edited by Shadowbart; 22/07/25 11:51 PM.
