What a dream. What a bad dream. Yet it wasn't one that he could ever wake from, was it? His hands were smaller. Much smaller, and a whole lot greener. His head was clearer, and his eyes took in the oddly familiar pit around him. He felt as if he should be adapting to his new senses, but it all fit like a glove. Even the budding tusks protruding from his lower lip didn't feel like a bother, and he was confident he could chew on anything as he always had before. The world was so much bigger than before, and the crude settlement looming above him only further impressed this new world he was in. 

Mukh. Brood pit. Auguz. Tatzelwurm. Eltwet. All words that he knew despite not knowing them. All sights he was accustomed to despite how new they were. And above them all there was one thing stuck deep within him: Rik. His name. It was the name of the child both nervous and enthusiastic about his first hunt, and the name Federico would heed to whenever spoken. Rik. Federico. Rik. Federico. How odd. He felt like he'd perk up to both, despite how uneasy he'd felt at first. He felt that both his past and present self were now one and whole, memories seamlessly coalescing with one another.

He balled his small, green fist and looked around him to the rest of the runts. All these kids, and he was about the same height as them. Just another child. It was this that made him realize that his old life was behind of him. A sobering thought to have, sure; he still felt some regret over his most recent acts as Federico. But this was a clean slate. A new beginning. A chance to leave the shackles of his brother behind. A chance to prove to himself just how far he could go on his own.

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Rik moved into the woods from the get go, having chosen an Elwet for his quest. They were about the right size to be wrestled down, and he felt like he'd gain a bit of merit with his elders if he was able to take it down by himself. Who knows, maybe he'd be allowed a sizeable portion later? The thought of some chicken for dinner made his mouth water, and it wasn't that long until he heard those cries. Elwets. They weren't far. His hand went for his rock, gripping it by the blunt side, and he began to stalk through the foliage in the hopes of catching the creatures off guard. It'd be easier to kill them if they never knew he was coming, after all.




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[u][b]Current Skills:[/b][/u][list]
[*][b]Ingestion[/b] - [i]After consuming a required amount of biomass from a particular Creature, 1 of that Creature's Skills can be copied at its lowest Rank.[/i]
[*][b]Aura - Rank I[/b] - [i]Reduce damage from physical attacks while burning Magic Power. Stronger attacks will require greater amounts of MP to nullify. At Rank I, damage from non-Skills can be reduced as much as 50%, but Skill-enhanced damage will break the Aura.[/i][/list][/hider][hider=Inventory][u][b]Equipment and Inventory:[/b][/u][list]
[*][b]Swaddling Pelts[/b] - Equip, Clothes - [i]Old animal skins used to keep an Orc baby warm as they sleep. Once the Runt is old enough to start hunting, these are usually just enough to cover the parts that need the most covering.[/i]
[*][b]Wooden Stick[/b] - Equip, Weapon/Tool, Material Component - [i]A wooden stick. From a tree. That's...that's all there is to it. Can be thrown.[/i]
[*][b]Sharp Rock[/b] - Equip, Weapon/Tool, Material Component - [i]A rock with a slightly sharp edge. Useful as a primitive knife or chisel. Can be thrown.[/i][/list][/hider]