[center][h2]Aya[/h2]
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[color=c4df9b]"..."[/color]

[color=c4df9b]"..."[/color]

[color=c4df9b]"..."[/color]

Okay, maybe she was wrong. Maybe this group of newborns had wound up suffering severe brain damage. 

Very severe brain damage. 

[color=c4df9b]"Okay, kid, just stay put. The chief'll be here in a second and run you lot through everything. You've all been asleep for the past three days, and this isn't a normal occurrence, so we want to make sure you're all stable before you start walking around."[/color] Aya explained in an attempt to placate the audacious Goblin and the inquisitive Goblin alike, though a vein did pulse in her head when the latter mentioned her getting the short end of the stick. The trace of a glare formed as she shot Rahak another glance. [color=c4df9b]"You're probably going to get along with Sabu well. Too well."[/color] She muttered offhandedly. 

[color=fff79a]"Oh? They're finally up? Good, I was worried."[/color]

A new voice cut through the air without warning, seeming to emanate from the mouth of the cave despite nobody save for the staff-wielding Goblin being present. The voice was deep, authoritative, but seemed to have an almost sibilant lilt to it. No sooner than had the new voice been heard than did a figure appear, seeming to melt out of the air as if by magic. 

Well, no, it was almost definitely by magic. 

While Aya seemed to be nearly identical to the newborns, the new arrival was far different. While the approximate shape of his body and features was similar, that was where the equivalence ended. His form towered above theirs, lean muscle stacked onto every edge of his form and his hands tapering out into claws. His skin was a sort of mottled dark grey, yellow eyes glinting with a feral intelligence as a bemused grin split his face. Simply by existing, he seemed to output a sort of presence that even the newborns could feel, the sort of primal fear that one would have in the face of a predator. 

[color=fff79a]"Well, children, it's good to see that some of you are up. I am Kichi, chieftain of our little tribe that you are the newest additions of. And of course, you've already met Aya."[/color] He explained, gesturing towards the stick-wielding Goblin as he spoke. After doing so, his eyes flitted over the group, glowing for a moment as each newborn Goblin felt a strange sensation, as if they were being stared at from a distance. After this brief glance, the being that called itself chief frowned slightly, confusion briefly dancing over his countenance. [color=fff79a]"...all of them? Really, all of them."[/color] He murmured to himself. 

[color=c4df9b]"...chief, is something wrong with them?" [/color]

[color=fff79a]"Oh, no, not at all. They're all perfectly healthy. It's just...all of them have Gifts. That one has a Blood affinity, that one has charisma, that one has...what looks like some form of plant analysis."[/color] He explained, pointing to each of the younglings as he pointed out, albeit in vague terms, each of their Gifts. While he certainly didn't have to do that, it would likely at least help them to hear it. They'd at least know what a Gift is, unless the world had somehow failed to give them that knowledge, which it didn't seem like it had. [color=fff79a]"I've never seen anything like it, we usually have a few per group, but the entire group? Maybe there's something to do with the complications these ones had."[/color]

Shrugging it off for later pondering, Kichi looked back towards the group. [color=fff79a]"Now then, most of the others, your parents included, are out on a hunting party and won't be back until tomorrow. You certainly have questions, newborns always do, so feel free to ask what you will before I explain our tribe. It will give me a good chance to get to know each of you, if nothing else."[/color] He remarked with a toothy grin.