[center][h2][color=ed1c24]Crusz Bumbleclaw[/color][/h2]
[img]https://i.imgur.com/10rFKUs.png[/img][h3][color=red]Group 3[/color]
[color=red]Location:[/color] A Misty Place || [color=red]Action:[/color] Embarrassed -> Angry -> Excited || [color=red]Mood:[/color]Irritated [/h3][color=red]Unfortunately venturing with: Humphrey [@Mae][/color]
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The Kobold picked himself up and his hefty blade as he tried to regain composure, that could have gone [i]way[/i] better. He scoffed at the blond, how could he have not heard of his race's misdeeds and acts of terror throughout the land? Although when Crusz glances back at Humphrey and tries to identify just what kind of person he is, he definitely seems like the kind of person to not take too many details into account, or just forget them altogether. When he heard the degenerate giggle under his breath, the reptilian could swear he'd almost pop a blood vessel. Although, as the idiot began to speak in words that sounded quite fine, a big and wide smile adorned Crusz's face.

Hefting his blade up once more and with a slight hop in his step, Crusz eagerly began to make haste into the direction the blond had directed him to. He was already fading into the mists when he stopped dead in his tracks, the jittery kobold pointing his heavy blade at the young human again, [b][i][color=ed1c24]"Well don't just stand there! You're my prisoner now, so get movin'!"[/color][/i][/b] there was something quite disturbing about a small, childlike, reptilian creature being so happy at the prospect of having a [i]"prisoner."[/i] Not a moment too soon, he and hopefully the human trailing behind him, fade into the depths of the mist.

Crusz didn't know how long they've been walking, but it already feels as though they've been going in endless circles. Groaning, the kobold couldn't help if the human was jut pulling his tail here and was ditching him, tough luck though. If he gets any funny ideas, the reptilian would make sure that he'd give his head more than just a bruise. He was going to complain about the lack of targets when suddenly...A shine...a shimmer...a glitter! Even in the thick fog blanketing the both of them, Crusz knows shinies when he sees them. Like a dog fetching a toy, the reptilian began to dash towards the source of the light like some predator catching its prey, not even bothering if the human could catch up.

It wasn't before long before he came upon some sort of...What was it? It's some kind of container but he quite tell what it was called. But he could've cared less about that, the real important thing are those silver things attached to it. [color=ed1c24][b][i]"I want to smash it, can I smash it?"[/i][/b][/color] he said, asking the human (who should have caught up by now, and if he hasn't well then maybe he got eaten by some mist monster.) with his purple eyes never once leaving the sight of the container.