[center][color=FF69B4][h1]Kir[/h1][/color] Day 0 || Morning || Church [/center] The big, deathly white pale Hobgoblin seemed to take notice of her once more, however, walking over and addressing her specifically. [quote=Gird][color=darkorange]“Your instincts are sharp, it took the rest of us at least a day to start figuring out how to use all of the parts of these animals. But I will give you two more things. One a warning, with that skill or spell you stand out and will be a target if others know. The second you will get when I return if we are still alive.”[/color][/quote] He did have somewhat of a point, as she thought on it. Didn't want to draw any ire, though all the same she was planning to minimize that by making a bow and arrows she could remake over and over to use. Just seemed to her to be the best idea to start with without having to think much about it. All the same it was advice, and these hobs had survived to become hobs themselves. So it was worth taking in, at least, and the promise of a second gift did make her eyes perk up in earnest interest for a moment. [color=FF69B4]"I'll take the advice. But I'm heading out to get supplies as well, with my sisters here if they want to come along for their own things. So I'll meet you back here later for the second thing, ok?"[/color] Finishing up with her work and the latter of her two conversations, apparently just in time, the recreated rusty sword dissipated into nonexistence once more from the young goblin's hand. Kir wiped her forehead with a shoulder, before taking her bloodied hands and grabbing up a couple more portions of the unclaimed food and eating them with their servings of berries. If the goofs wouldn't come eat their shares, then the shares would get eaten or get rotten on the floor. She'd left only a couple of them on the floor, but whether the others are them or not wasn't her concern anymore. Either way, her work was done. Still, she looked over and checked that her component parts were there. Pelts? Check. Sinews? Check. Couple of rabbit skulls with horns still attached? Check. Stomach? Properly filled for the time being at least. Kir then looked down and over her hands and arms, bloodied and stained up to the elbows in crimson red. It was...something. Probably needed to go rinse it off or wipe it off or something. Or maybe lick it all off? What got stuck to her elbows was probably ok enough to eat. Hmm. That would be perhaps the best idea before she did any real hunting anyways. Though before she left...yes, that would be something to do at least. Get an answer for a couple of questions on the way out. To that end, the female goblin gathered up her materials, draping them over her shoulders and holding the skulls on two of her fingers by way of their now-empty eye sockets. To her old self, this would be rather different, but at the same time she wasn't whoever that person was. Kir was herself, after all. But those hazy things from 'her' of before were being useful so far in giving her ideas and such, as far as they went in that regard anywho. Still, it was like instinctually her ideas began to 'click' more. Among other ones that now popped into her head. Like she could just get them off the top of her head, or just kinda felt they were there like how she just knew how to recreate that sword before. Even so, it made more sense and enough so that she could go get to work better than before. [color=FF69B4]"If any of you want to go out to get stuff to make traps or things like that, though, I'm basically ready. I'm going to find the best sticks I can for making a bow and some arrows and a cloak, stuff like that, see if I can get something that works going. Just want to talk to Granpda really quick."[/color] Kir simply wanted to get going as well, but she wasn't going to be rude about this. More that the rabbit carving up and harvesting was enough of an activity to vent her frustration to some extent. Still, she wasn't totally calm either. There were things to get done, stuff she wanted to make. All of that good stuff. All she needed was a good bow, and then to make the best single arrow she could. From there it would be all rather useable in theory. Walking over, Kir approached Grandpa and looked up at him with a determined expression. [color=FF69B4]"If you've got a moment, Grandpa, I'm curious about something,"[/color] she said, rubbing her chin with one blood-red hand as she spoke, a glint of curiosity flashing over her eyes as she distinctly gestured to the shrines around the chapel, [color=FF69B4]"Who are these, ah, things around here for?"[/color] What was the word? Blast. The old life bits were too hazy, but something was every so vaguely familiar as to say a 'who' rather than a 'what' in her question. Yet as she spoke, her mind returned to the prior night, the near-escape that Grandpa had drug her back from. The one thing she could recall most about then was a faint light under the doors in in through the cracks. Soft, like the outside of these pelts, but different somehow. Like a pale white and silver-ish light in color. [color=FF69B4]"And can you tell me anything about whatever made that pale white light that came in here from the outside last night? It's not like during the day. Softer, somehow, prettier...but I kinda like it. So I guess I wanted to know more about that as well. Like, what made that light and what it's like."[/color] Once she got her answer proper from Grandpa, or at least whatever answers she could get that is, she'd wait for her sisters before setting out. [i]Summary: Kir responded to Gird ([@ReusableSword]) before he walked away from her and left, finished her work with the horned rabbits, ate more of the food portions left out (only [b]two[/b] food portions are left on the floor now), gathered up her harvested supplies (now listed in her [b]Inventory[/b] in the hider at the bottom of this post), talked to her sisters that had assembled around her ([@TheMushroomLord],[@Rune_Alchemist],[@SilverPaw]), and then went to ask Goblin Grandpa ([@Jangel13]) a couple of questions before she waits or goes to head outside with her sisters (if any are coming).[/i] [hider=EXP/Inventory/Etc] [b]EXP[/b]: 0 [b]Inventory[/b]: - x5 Horned Rabbit Pelts - x2 Horned Rabbit Skulls With Their Horns - Sinews Harvested From 5 Horned Rabbits - [b]Acquired Skills[/b]: -[b][u]Primitive Crafting[/u][/b]: Ancient civilizations used the very same methods as they harvested the base materials at their disposal to make weapons. Learned how to make primitive traps like spike pits, holes, and spike traps. Also learned to make bone/wood weapons such as clubs, bows, slings. - [b]Titles[/b]: [b]Blessings[/b]: [b]Curses[/b]: [/hider]