[@Jangel13]                                 [color=1a7b30][b]Skrik the Goblin[/b][/color]

Skrik was a serious sort but even he could appreciate the humor in a goblin trying and failing to out-hop a bunny.  However, it was a less humorous moment when it ended with his nose dripping river water.  He was glad that he had prepared to catch himself.  He'd have had a thoroughly pebbled face if he hadn't.  Yet there was a price to pay for the horned rabbit's momentary escape.

He caught a glimpse of his reflection.

[i]Flyinggothhippieclowns I'm an ugly creeper aren't I![/i]

Skrik wasn't sure whether he shivered from the river's chill or from the realization that he was truly frightening to look at, even for another goblin.  Something deep down inside him, something that he only rarely remembered consciously, suddenly twisted like a dull knife.  Reminded of his loneliness and firmly certain that it was going to last, Skrik looked at the horned rabbit.  His mouth split into an impossibly wide grin lined with sharp and vicious teeth.  His eyes took on a distant, deep, and wretched gleam as they took in the situation and the animal in front of him hungrily.

In his eyes it was already dead, separated into distinct parts.  It could only move in a few ways.  It was ready to fight.  He would eat it.  He locked gazes with the beast and lowered his head to drink from his edge of the stream.  If the beast was going to fight over water then this would be the perfect provocation.  His poisoned knife and the sharp nails of his free hand were both ready.

If it charged head-on then he would snap his left arm out to catch it by the legs and body, or slash it trying.  If it slowed, or he succeeded in catching it, then he would strike with his knife before it could do anything more than panic.  If, however, it managed to get him with its horn then he was prepared to pin it against his body and kill it there before it could gain distance.  When this fight was over.  He had some thinking to do.

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Inventory: (Numbing) Poison Rock Knife, Cloth Wristbands, Cloth Neckband, Tight Loincloth, Numbing Bark

Starting Skill: Butcher’s Insight [Heightened ability to find vital points, predict movement based on physiology, and get the most out of a carcass.]
Acquired Skills: Slash (claws),

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