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Hobgoblin Gird
  Prepping for the next one >>>> A whole new world /// Day 5 // Morning 

The night was long but in the end the rag tag group of goblins proved victorious. The pile of bones at the door was a good sign. Although suffering from minor scrapes and bruises himself, Girds tactic to get in close and pull the skeletons down seemed to have worked well enough. The others all seemed to be completely worn out after the fight. He did help the others barricade the door before finding a nice corner and promptly falling asleep. Before he went to sleep he was met with a strange notice, “do you wish to Evolve?” mentally checking yes Gird did not remember anything else.

His dreams were strange and a bit unsettling. He hadn't had dreams before, not like this anyway. It was black and white and devoid of sound. He had found himself at the base of the large tree where he killed the alpha rabbit with Luz. He remembered reaching out to the tree only for it and the surrounding forest to wither away and turn to dust.

Left in an open field of dead trees and dirt, the goblin watched as hundreds of skeletons began to emerge from the ground around him and surround him. The skeletons were of different creatures, some wore armor while others wore nothing at all. Their cold red eyes stared at the goblin and with a blood chilling scream all charged at him. Right before they reached the goblin he woke up.

Gird woke up with a start and was immediately on his feet. “Skeletons!” he shouted getting himself in a fighting position. He thought he would be ready for anything. Yet, as his eyes adjusted to the morning light he found himself surrounded by strangers. And when he looked at himself he did not recognize who he was.

What strange pale white skin and black sharp claws. He could feel his teeth where a bit sharper, and he felt stronger. He felt like he could do anything, and the claws did seem to fold up into his hands nicely, so he didn't have to worry about hurting himself when he punched things. Gird noticed that the others had changed as well, one of them was already at the altar, but he couldn't hear what he was saying if anything at all.

“Wow” was all he could muster to say as he looked himself over. His scar was still on his side, a bit less noticeable. The others were still sleeping or at least didn't want to get up yet. Gird struck out at the air a few times before being satisfied. He did find himself picking up a few of his things. The vine wrap was now almost to small to carry his things and the Alpha rabbit pelt was almost choking him now.

The hobgoblin spent the next few minutes readjusting everything he had on him and making the simple loin cloth he had a bit roomier with the alphas pelt. Gird walked over to the now dried but untouched alpha rabbit meat and took a leg off of it before consuming it. looking to the Hobgoblin at the altar he smiled, “I uh, I don't know which one you are but I'm still Gird. Anyways I'm going to go outside for a moment.” with that he rushed to the door and moved a few of the barricades that were very heavy last night but now seemed like nothing.

Opening the door and getting outside, he stopped smelling the fresh air and enjoying the sunlight on his pale skin. He was quick to gather some mud to help conceal him before trying his luck with climbing several trees. He was both testing out how well his claws did with climbing and to gather more vines and vegetation for his camouflage. Gird stayed around the stone structure but would otherwise continue to do this until someone would interrupt him.

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Inventory: 

Clothing: Alpha rabbit loin cloth, 

Weapons: Sharp Bite, Claws, Alpha rabbit Horn on a vine,

Acquired Skills: Beast Tamer, Sharp Bite, Knowledge of the 3, Unarmed Combat: beginner, Rookie camouflage, bloody strike, Grave keepers Spirit,

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