For a long while, the only sounds that were heard in the forest was the ambient noises that nocturnal animals and creatures made and the soft footsteps of the lone goblin. Griz shivered slightly as a rogue wind hit him in the back. The nights were not unfamiliar to the goblin...but it just seemed that tonight was colder than usual. His soaked clothing was the most likely suspect as to why but perhaps his growing anxiety was also to blame? I mean, who in their right mind would be comfortable in orc territory? Nonetheless, he marched on deeper into the shaded forest.

A couple of hours passed without any issue nor encounters with beast nor orc alike. Though another pressing issue was the hunger pangs. A whole day of moving around and nearly drowning only made the hunger worse. [color=khaki]"I'm gonna have to find something to eat soon."[/color] He muttered to himself before stopping his search for a clearing and starting to look for something to sate his bodily need. The easiest method was searching under some rocks or fallen branches. He would have searched for some herbs or even fungi, but he had never been in this territory before and doing so would possibly be fatal.

Approaching a rotted branch that seemed to have fallen down some time ago, the goblin used his knife to pry it open and reveal a myriad of insects that writhed and wriggled around aimlessly. Griz looked and scanned each one and identified which insect was safe to eat or was not. Usually, he could identify them by color but in the dim light only made the vibrant colors into shades of grey and black. Rather than risk eating a poisonous bug with no shaman or antidotes nearby, he would opt to only eat the larvae and beetles he found. They were bitter and mildly difficult to eat fresh but at least now he was no longer hungry. He continues his trek through the forest in search for the clearing.