[center][h1][color=aqua]Goblin Grit[/color][/h1][/center]

As tempted as he was to maybe join in the mock fight, Grit thought it would be rude to simply intrude on it like that. I took some time, but eventually the unarmed goblin was starting to more easily guard against the spear's attacks. After a while they stopped, clearly too tired to continue. Grit listened to the unarmed one's plan as he talked to the other.

It was then that he was noticed, and the idea of Grit coming along was brought up. "Sure." Was all the goblin said in response. It sounded as though he agreed to come with them when they set out, but one couldn't be sure if he would listen to orders if given.

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[center][h2][color=aqua]Day 4[/color][/h2][/center]

As the morning rays reached his face Grit squeezed his eyes shut before opening them with a yawn. He looked at the others to see them waking as well, and after stretching a bit stood up and yawned again. He spotted gramps near the entrance to the cave, deciding to walk over to the ntrance to look outside. He left the few orange berries he had by where he rested.

He stood there looking a the trees and sky, waiting there as the others fully woke.

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