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[h3]~Temporary Campsite~[/h3]
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[i]Throat Pouch:[/i]
- x6 Nothing
[i]Rawhide Backpack[/i]
- x5 Nothing
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Mana Bone Spear (Average)
1 Smooth Stone
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Oh - she had been so caught up in her own thoughts she didn't even register Digbie speaking to her. Not the first time it had happened, probably wouldn't be the last. Sometimes getting tunnel vision was a bad thing. She'd need to make sure to hear his request out later, if they were still together.

Ash watched the goblins with mild disinterest. Judging from the new one Rags had brought with him, he was expecting trouble. Understandable, certainly. Whenever any party engaged in peace talks they always thought they needed some sort of bodyguard. Though, in this, Rags should have simply come without them. If he was genuinely wanting Digbie to lead them, then he didn't need such a thing. He cam expecting trouble.

At least she was mildly impressed with Digbie's handling of it, even if it would likely not go anywhere.

Gripping the spear with her tail, Ash focused her attention on all the goblins present, using Magic Analysis, Monster Analysis, as well as Mana Sense on each goblin present, making special effort to try and analyze the ones that stayed behind. Wouldn't do to get ambushed by something unexpected from them. Next she turned her attention to the sword the goblin was wielding, using Material analysis on it, and any equipment Rags Nar himself might have.

She was already expecting things to go downhill. The pygmy drake didn't have any faith in the goblins intelligence or reasoning skills. Exhaling lightly, Ash made sure her mana was topped up with meditation. No sense in starting this without full mana.