[center][h2][color=3a6363]Rekzild[/color][/h2][/center]
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Rekzild hadn’t even noticed when one of the other goblins crept up on him too engrossed on the work he was doing. While the first paragraph had been dedicated to detailing the current scene within the cavern, he had paused as he considered how to start the next section. The humdrum noise created all around him by his fellow newborns slowly faded away to little more than white noise as he focused in on the wall.

[i]’For any who care to read this, my name is Rekzild. I would say it is a pleasure but honestly the likelihood of us actually meeting is slim to none. At the time of writing this I am the same as you, nothing more than a newborn goblin beginning the journey of finding a place in this new world I have been born into. There are some differences between us, at least from what the older one was saying. Aya is her name, in case she is still the one in this position upon your birth. My entire group took longer than usual to awaken, I do not know the cause of this but it is a strange occurrence according to her.’[/i]

The only voice that managed to cut through the rabble of the others was that of Aya, and thanks to her speaking the Chief’s voice was heard as well since he appeared just a moment after her words fell. Rekzild did not turn to face the new arrival, instead he simply paused in his writing to listen to him. Curious, apparently they all possessed unique gifts which in itself wasn’t surprising but rather the fact that they all had them was. He hadn’t given it any thought at first, his mind had been on getting away from the rest of the group, but he knew what gifts were along with several other concepts that as a newborn one would think he wouldn’t have access to. 

While his thoughts shifted to this “new” information he vaguely heard the others begin asking questions. Naturally he had questions of his own, but he pushed them aside to continue following his current train of thought. As he delved into the innate knowledge that rested within his head he came to realize that it made sense that they had all of this information, it was key to their survival that they have them. Satisfied by this he turned his head around to finally take in the appearance of their Chief. He looked nothing like the rest of them, though this was explained by the Chief himself. Apparently he had evolved a few times from the time he was a newborn like them and was now a Bugbear. Evolution was one of those concepts already known, though the exact process was not firmly in his mind. 

With his attention once more given to Kishi, Rekzild thought carefully about the questions he most needed answers to. 

[color=3a6363]”Where can I find some books? From your response to her question about digging supplies would I have to acquire writing materials from the humans as well?”[/color] Rekzild’s head tilted to the side as he spoke.