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[h3]~Temporary Campsite~[/h3]
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[i]Throat Pouch:[/i]
- x6 Nothing
[i]Rawhide Backpack[/i]
- x5 Nothing
[b]Equipped:[/b]
Mana Bone Spear (Average)
1 Smooth Stone
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These small minded animals. That's what these things were. Barely even sentient or intelligent. Ash could almost feel her patient wearing thin with these small minded, single brain celled fuckbrains. Easy to scare at least, and the idiots thought they were being clever, too. She physically restrained herself from simply lobbing a poison ball at Rags and seeing what it'd do at his words. She had to play calm here, even if she was getting more agitated.

[color=598527]"You already know what I am, goblin."[/color] Ash replied coolly, glaring at the creature.[color=598527] "Though considering your less than impressive intelligence I am not surprised."[/color] The Pygmy Drake flapped her wings, flying to one of the trees nearest the top of the hill so she could keep an eye on them. [color=598527]"You may simply call me a little demon of...ash. The demigoblin has bound me to his service, and I merely take this form for convenience."[/color] She chuckled. Well, that was a little bit of silliness on her part, but if they already thought demons were present, then she might as well leverage it.

[color=598527]"What the great Digbie desires, is for you to prove your strength."[/color] Ash replied coolly [color=598527]"Killing the creature while it's bound, only makes you look weak. Like a coward. A pathetic little child that hides in its mothers embrace."[/color] Ash smirked, trying to influence him as best as she could with her charisma skill, be it intimidation or otherwise. [color=598527]"...you're not a coward, are you Rags?"[/color]