[center][h1][color=crimson] Lyminia [/color][/h1][/center]

So such gods and goddesses existed in this world? Knoth sounded interesting for the sake of knowledge, whilst Anekanta sounded like a being to avoid for the sake of keeping safe from what sounded like the chaos her very nature could cause in the first place. Though perhaps she could pray to one of these god, or one of the lesser ones such as Esid, Vaish, or Shaiv. Esid in particular seemed interesting with her own interest in digging to some extent, but at the same time attempting to make contact with the goddess of doorways or a god of the soul could have interesting implications as well if she tried. The female Goblins was not sure these deities responded to attempts to "pray" to them somehow, but perhaps she could attempt it at some point if nothing else to see if it was possible. Then again, what if prayer managed to contact a deity, and what would she say or do then? That was the rub, though perhaps that part could come after....

Upon walking up to and seeing the situation and hearing the foreign language being spoken between this human and a strange looking Goblin she took as being Sabu, the female Goblin let out a mental sigh to herself as her body steeled instinctively at the situation. It was obvious to the eyes that a fight was about to break out, one that possibly involved magic at that when looking at those auras the two combatants had. As much as her gut told her to "flee as swiftly as you can", Lyminia held strong and stood near the chief, picking up a decently long and somewhat sharp branch from the ground. Perhaps one that had been broken off by a creature earlier? Whatever the case, it was a makeshift and impromptu weapon if she needed to fight. 

[color=crimson]"Seems Sabu is getting into a fight here...,"[/color] Lyminia mulled aloud where the other Goblins around her could hear, mentally cursing her lack of evolution and power to really seem effective in the situation, her eyes flitting about between the situation, the combatants, and the members of the small group that had come with the chief (sans the red-skinned one who had moved away), [color=crimson]"Any ideas on what we need to do here, Chief?"[/color]

She would at least ask the figure of power next to her that had evolved into a blasted Bugbear what to do. Seemed like the wise decision, if nothing else. Then again, the chances they could die if this situation went badly enough were also possibly there. Lovely. Whatever the case, she was getting herself ready for whatever in the name of the gods was happening here, just in case. 

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[@Moonlit Sonata]