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Whoawhoawhoawhoawhoa hold the heck up...

Did that goblin have a [i]pickaxe[/i]?

To heck with eating this rat, it was incredibly minor when compared to that beautiful digging tool that Digbie had laid his eyes on. Holy heck, it was great! Sure, it wasn't much, since it was just wood and vines and a bit of slime (at least, that's what Digbie hoped it was), but it was a pickaxe. A [i]pickaxe[/i]! Only the gods knew what Digbie could accomplish by using such a tool!

Without putting much thought into it, Digbie used the flint he had picked up with his rock and clashed the two together right next to the rat, setting it ablaze. Thankfully, the dry fur of the rat turned it into pretty okay kindling, but it didn't give Digbie much room for aiming. He had one shot, and he had to take it now. Uttering a guttural screech with his scratchy vocal cords, Digbie spoke.

[color=00aeff][b]"IN THE NAME OF ME, DIGBIE THE EARTHY BOY, I SEND THIS RAT UPON YOU! HYAH!"[/b][/color]

Digbie, mustering all of his otherworldly and average strength, then proceeded to Hail-Mary the once-living heck out of the flaming rat carcass, flinging it directly towards the goblin that wielded the pickaxe. He aimed for the torso, but hopefully it didn't damage the pickaxe that was wielded by the goblin. That goblin was infringing on Digbie's patent-pending skill! DIGBIE. WOULD. NOT. STAND. FOR. SUCH. [b]TREACHERYYYYYY![/b]

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+ <[b]Curved Rock[sup][sup]TM[/sup][/sup][/b]>
+ [s]<[b]The Carcass of a Flaming Rat Boy[sup][sup]TM[/sup][/sup][/b]>[/s]
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