[center][h3]--- [i]Outskirts[/i] ---[/h3][h2][i][b]Chanticleer[/b][/i][/h2]Early Evening
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Chanticleer rubbed his large belly absentmindedly as he waited. His free hand rested on the hilt of his short sword. This was always the worst part about calling out monsters. It was either a tidal wave of activity or a slow roar. His eyes widened as he was surprised to see two  humans come strolling out the town.

Well this was complicating things. Were the goblins tricksy and sending out armed bait to entice him to lower his guard? As the younger of the two called out to him.  Chanticleer knew he had to be tricksy-er. Moving his hand away from his sword Chanticleer put on a massive smile that was mostly pointless as it was hidden behind the red forest of facial hair.

"Nevermind me good sir! I am merely seeking somewhere to lay my head and needed to make sure this place had nothing untoward buried in it."

Getting into the village would help him in multiple ways and then he could find the goblin overlords and he'd just play along until they chose to reveal themselves. He slowly began to come down from the raised bit of land he had been standing on towards the two humans that had come out to greet them.

With a flamboyant wave of his meaty paws several magical circles appeared by his feet and out from the circles came chickens with azure plumage and golden colored crowns. That clucked and pecked at the ground and stared in amazement at their surroundings.  Quickly pulling off his hood revealing his entire wild mane of fiery hair. The dwarf gave a bow as his hair that was strangely mixed with red feathers fell across his face.

"I go by Chanticleer and I am just your humble Chickenmancer!"