[h3][color=f26522]Ghoul Gird[/color][/h3] [color=F7941d] Jokes on you, I can't read >>>> To help an old soul /// Day 6 // Morning [/color]

Such strange texts, the words and symbols almost seemed to move while he was reading or trying to read them. There was no reference to go off of, the other books didn’t look like this and there were no pictures to be found. Just a frustrating book that somehow held the knowledge he would need to push forward and be able to protect his clan. At least the other goblins that came with the elder seemed to be doing okay, even if they were distancing themselves from us. Probably for the better.

Looking up from his book he was met with quite the sight. A large humanoid with rough looking skin a metal arm and a large sword stepped through the door. He was followed by a larger variant of the wolves that Grandpa Goblin described. For a moment Gird was alert to the creature’s presence but upon closer inspection he judged that this must be one of his brothers. The sword he carried looked like the one Ren was using the other night just a bit larger. He was unsure who he worshiped as they didn’t really talk much.

The lumbering beast made his way to the library like Gird did earlier and seemed to be interested in the books. His wolf seemed to lay down in a corner away from the others eyeing us suspiciously. Then as if coming from nowhere he heard a voice in the bones that he could understand. It talked to him in his language so it obviously belonged to another goblin, or someone that spoke the language.

[color=0054a6]“You are so hopeless. You’re never going to learn how to read that book you know? Maybe if you helped an old soul out though I may be inclined to help”[/color] the voice spoke from somewhere in the pile. The voice was cold and echoed through his mind, he didn’t think any of the others could hear it. Well now the others are going to think he’s crazy again while he just sort of talks to himself.

Closing the book with a sigh of frustration Gird spoke, [color=f26522]“How could I help you? Settle an old score or reunite you with more of yourself then?”[/color] he asked. Looking around for a moment at the others he returned his attention to the pile of bones. [color=f26522]“Alright, what do you want? I guess I’m not doing anything else that’s important right now anyways.”[/color] The ghoul sounded defeated but otherwise willing to assist the spirit.

[@Jangel13]

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[color=00a651]EXP:[/color] 0

[color=00a651]Inventory:[/color] Purple Book

[color=00a651]Clothing:[/color] Alpha rabbit loin cloth, Medium bone and spider silk armor,

[color=00a651]Weapons:[/color] Sharp Bite, Claws,

[color=00a651]Acquired Skills:[/color] Beast Tamer, Sharp Bite, Knowledge of the 3, Unarmed Combat: beginner, Rookie camouflage, bloody strike, Grave keepers Spirit, Silk Spinning, Stone Skin, Deathly movements, Dead whispers,

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[color=00a651]Blessings:[/color] Blessings of the dead, Devils luck,

[color=ed1c24]Current Injuries:[/color]

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