Dresh watched as the other goblins milled about the cave. A few of them formed groups and went out to hunt, and some chose to go further in, but most of them seemed to stay in the same chamber, apparently content enough to keep eating bugs. However, he was beginning to find the bugs a bit boring, at least when they were by themselves. While his memories of his past life were still pretty fuzzy, he still remembered most of what he knew about cooking, having practiced it since said lifes childhood. If he played things right, he might be able to carve out a pretty decent life for himself, using his skills to convince the stronger goblins to share their hunt with him in exchange for cooking them.

However, before he could do that, he'd need to prepare a little. And so, having finally come to a proper decision, the young goblin got up and began to wander further into the cave. He got lucky very early on, finding three rocks that had decent angling to them, and could be used well as supports. He ran back to the main cave and put them in the little corner he'd claimed as his sleeping space, before going back again, this time to look for a larger, flatter rock to cook things on. This took a little longer, but again, he managed to find it a lot faster than he'd expected, and brought it back to join his little stash.

Now, it was time to find ingredients! He was a little more excited about the whole thing than he'd initially expected, but then, why wouldn't he be? A whole new world with all new ingredients? Infinite combinations to be made, and to share with his new peers? Did anything more exciting actually exist? It was with this in mind that he began to wander deeper into the caves again, assuming that it might be a little safer of a place to gather some of the smaller ingredients to use.

Of course, unless he could convince any successful hunters to share meat with him, it'd probably be a while before he could do anything [i]really[/i] crazy again, but this would still be pretty fun either way.

It was as he was thinking this that he saw not only a couple of the other goblins from his generation standing in a tunnel a little ways from where he'd ended up, but also a nice little patch of mushrooms. From the looks of it, they weren't poisonous either, being a nice dull brown instead of anything vibrant, but he still touched one to his lips just to be sure, remembering one of his colleagues telling him that it was a good way to check back in the restaurant. Satisfied that it didn't cause a tingle, he started to gather the rest of them, humming happily to himself as he worked. However, he kept an eye on the other goblins too, just to make sure they didn't decide he was a thief trying to steal whatever it was they were looking at and try to beat him up.