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From the weakest goblin to the Strongest god

@Guy0fV4lor don't worry, technically Gird is wearing a bush. Also hello don't mind Gird if he's a bit rough around the edges, he really just wants what's best for the clan.

From the weakest goblin to the Strongest god

Goblin Gird

Hunting with Goblin Luz /// Day 4 // Morning - Afternoon

Gird could only smile at Luz. The look she gave him after his little 'joke' could almost kill. The hole that he searched through wasn't very impressive. A few sticks but none as good as the alphas. The goblin didn't spend too much time in the hole, he was trying to plan ahead. This area had proven to be fairly good so far. Perhaps in time other rabbits would move back into this area.

The goblin had moved a little ways away from the hole now and seeing as how Luz was still eating and being rather defensive about her food he decided to keep his distance. “So what do you think of this goddess business going on with the others? You going to join up with them?” he was curious and currently there didn't seem to be any danger around. This still didn't stop the young goblin from keeping his eyes out and watching the surrounding forest.

Seeing as how he still had some time as Luz was eating the goblin began to attempt to tie the new rabbit horn onto his tough branch. Although favoring his hands, he did know that it was only smart to have a spear handy. While doing this he continued to speak, “I don't think I will, at least not that god anyway.” he was using some more of the vines he had wrapped around his chest. They were beginning to dry but still felt strong just not as pliable.

Finally, feeling like the horn was tightly secured on the branch. Then he turned to the small rabbit pelt. It was a light brown and matched the color of some dried dirt. It was however, smaller and felt thinner than the alpha's fur hide from earlier. Gird looked at it for a moment and pulled his sharp stone from the vines on his chest. He had wrapped it in some leaves earlier to keep it from hurting him as he walked through the forest.

“That other god, Duvelna, the one for death.” he spoke up again while cutting the rabbit pelt into two smaller pieces. “I think that one will be more my style. Although I understand the importance of life, somehow I don't think we could have life without death. I for one enjoy keeping a balance between the two.” he would occasionally look over at her as he poked a few holes in each piece of fur. “That doesn't mean I'm going to go fight the others or convince them otherwise. We should still respect their choices after all we are a clan.”

Gird began to poke his fingers through the holes he made in the fur weaving it in-between the vines before tying the strips at his wrist. He was trying to make more padding between the vines and his hands, so he could strike things harder without risking as much injury. “Anyways, I do believe it’s your turn to lead. I think we should continue on our circle around the church though, then tell the others later what we found.” after putting the sharp stone away, Goblin Gird stood with his new hand wraps and spear in hand, food in his belly, and a smile on his face. He was happy to be out here hunting, it was exhilarating and a fun thing to do with a friend.

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@Jangel13

Gird's Character Stats

EXP: 12

Inventory: A sharp stone,

Clothing: Simple Loin cloth, vine chest wrap, vine rabbit pelt hand wraps,

Weapons: Bite, decent wooden spear,

Acquired Skills: Beast Tamer, Sharp Bite, Knowledge of the 3, Unarmed Combat: beginner, Rookie camouflage,

Titles:

Blessings:

Curses:

The Endeavour Six (Open, read first OOC post and I'll brief you if you're interested)

... roman wants that tank

From the weakest goblin to the Strongest god

don't mind gird hes just a little hangrey lol.

From the weakest goblin to the Strongest god

Goblin Gird

Hunting with Goblin Luz /// Day 4 // Morning - Afternoon

Gird waited patiently at the hole, the rabbits didn't seem to notice him. This alone gave him the confidence he was looking for to solidify the idea that the mud helped hide their presence. The rabbits soon turned toward the sudden rush of activity near the edge of the trees. Luz had shown him that she too could be patient and listen to his orders once again. She was certainly going to be a formidable ally once they were stronger.

Still even after the girl attacked and disabled one of the rabbits, Gird watched and waited for the other to draw closer as it headed for ground. It didn’t notice him, it didn’t see him, and it wasn’t prepared. He lunged forward as it dove into the hole, one hand gripping its leg while the other grabbed its back. The goblin was quick to sink his teeth into its back leg and tear its flesh from the bone. A loud pained squeak could be heard from the creature.

Gird wasted little time to dispatch the rabbit. Biting into its neck and snapping it ending the creature’s life. He proceeded to tear the head off the rabbit in a savage display before quickly skinning it and eating the still warm meat. Honestly, Gird wasn’t sure what sparked the brutality. Whether it was the adrenaline, the hunger, or the thoughts of his injuries from the last rabbit encounter. All he knew for sure was that he was hungry, so he devoured his rabbit while sitting on the ground.

After he was able to eat a bit of the meat he looked up at Luz, “had she been there the whole time?” he thought. He would have to take better care of paying attention to his surroundings next time he had an urge like that. She was saying something while offering her hand to help him up. Slowly her question filtered into his head. “Uhh sorry about that.” He said as he took her hand and stood up still eating the rabbit meat.

“Well we need to keep hunting. Get enough for the others as I think they are going to be at that stone place for a while.” He paused for a moment and looked the girl over. “Why wasn’t she eating? She should be hungry and maybe a little tired” he thought. “Eat your food or I will.” He stated, Gird wasn’t joking either even though he was already half-way through his rabbit he could still eat. “I’m ganna check this hole out. Once where done, we move on.” Short and simple, that’s what he thought they needed right now anyway. He smiled at the girl blood dripping down his face. After finishing the rabbit Gird would promptly search the hole before continuing their scouting and hunting patrol.

@demonspade64
@Jangel13

Gird's Character Stats

EXP: 12

Inventory: A sharp stone, small Rabbit horn, small Rabbit pelt,

Clothing: Simple Loin cloth, vine chest wrap, vine hand wraps,

Weapons: Bite, decent wooden branch,

Acquired Skills: Beast Tamer, Sharp Bite, Knowledge of the 3, Unarmed Combat: beginner, Rookie camouflage,

Titles:

Blessings:

Curses:

From the weakest goblin to the Strongest god

@demonspade64 real quick Gird is next to the hole not in it.

An Inquisitors Story: The City of Ash and Decay (A High-Casual journey)

What a strange occurrence. This champion didn't react to him after pulling so many spears up. “Perhaps because I'm not human? Or I have the goddesses divine protection?” these thoughts continued through the Half breeds mind while he regained his strength. He knew very well it will take some time for him to do something big like that again. “What a waste, that dammed demon didn't even acknowledge me.” he could feel it slightly, the build up in the pit of his stomach. The rage.

Casting aside his thoughts of why the demon didn't react to him pulling out so many spears made the shaman furious. How dare this thing ignore him. “Fine if you won't come to me ill go to you.” he thought aloud not really paying attention to anyone. His rage was growing there was no stopping it now. The half Goliath slowly turned to tunnel vision solely focusing on two things. His brother Kharne, who was attempting to grapple the beast at its waist, and the giant.

Slowly Genthok's muscles began to move and grow slightly, his eyes turning to a dull shade of glowing white and red. The cut on his hand from earlier stopped bleeding as it gripped onto his war hammer. Slowly he began walking toward the beast then jogged for a moment before charging towards its right side. His right hand began to burn with a pure white flame, it was what he used to burn corruption and evil from the places he purified.

His companion Artur also began to feel his masters rage. The runic markings that sprawled around the beast began to glow a subtle shade of red and the bear also began to grow slightly larger. He would still stick with his masters orders and keep River safe but his attacks would be stronger and more unpredictable.

Genthok neared his target he could see the ice forming around the beasts ankle and gripped his war hammer with both hands the white flame channeled into the hammer. The hammer itself remained the same other than white runes that began to appear across the hammer effectively transferring the touch spell to the weapon. As the large shaman neared, his focus was to first strike the beast in its ankle with a mighty swing. And then assist Kharne with his grappling.

An Inquisitors Story: The City of Ash and Decay (A High-Casual journey)

I can get a post up in about an hour... or so.

An Inquisitors Story: The City of Ash and Decay (A High-Casual journey)

I will try but no promises busy last week

The Right of Dragons

Torok Stonehammer

At the Smiling dragon pub with his brothers, Torius and Tordek // Morning - Afternoon

The brothers watched the armored man inquisitively. They had seen knights and royal guard before sure, but never one here and without someone to protect. Sabine seemed more than interested in the fellow but the brothers kept their distance. “Ah, so he's a formal one then?” Torok spoke up with a teasing smile. “Clearly a royal guard.”

The brothers looked to each other and then back to Tabitha. The brothers thanked the waitress for bringing them some bread and water with a small piece of smoked fish. Torius handed her a few coins making the girl smile as she walked away. “It doesn't look like he wants to be here” Torius spoke towards the man while he began to eat a few pieces of fish off the plate.

“He’s probly just nervous like most of the others here.” Tordek laughed as he tore a few pieces of bread away from the loaf. “As for us we are excited. Whether we get picked or not, we don't care. We will still fight, not just for the kingdom but for everyone we know and love. Just like our father before us. The Demon of the eastern forests, the shadow stalker, the mighty Vordek Stonehammer.” now he was just thinking of old history and war stories that the other villagers told about their father.

“I'm Torok” The man in the middle spoke up, “this one here is Torius.” motioning towards his brother on the left. “And this ugly one is Tordek” motioning to the man on his right who promptly slugged his brother in the shoulder. “Where the Stonehammer Trio at your service” the three smiled at the newcomer before going back to their snack. Torok spoke up once more food still in his mouth and showing rather poor manners, “we would be called the Stonehammer brothers but our older twin brothers called that one first. They are up in the eastern mountains currently.” Torok and his brothers were being slightly rude for a reason. This way they could see if this man was at all stuck up or just like them.

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