Ow. Apparently, sudden and inexpeciable incarnation after several days in a coma freaking [i]hurts[/i].

Kreshakin-Rakultak snapped his eyes open and woke up in an instant. He rolled onto his side and up to his feet in one fluid motion, fast-moving from the get-go, while saying:

[colour=Purple]"Alright! I've no idea who I am or why I'm here, but let's get this party star-"[/colour]Before he was cut off by a sudden realisation. [colour=Purple]"Really? I'm one of the [i]last[/i] up? One of the [i]freakin' last?"[/i][/colour]

If you didn't realise already, Kreshakin-Rakultak can be quite a spontaneous person. Goblin. Whatever.

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Anyway, after he got over the fact that he'd been relatively slow, coming into the world, he noticed a goblin in the corner, looking awfully worried. Being a generally nice goblin, he decided to speak to her, see if he could help her out.

[colour=Purple]"Hi, I'm Kreshakin-Rakultak. Actually, that's a bit of a mouthful. Call me Kresh. Anyway, are you alright? Couldn't help noticing you looking pretty damn unhappy."[/colour]