So I wandered about in this forest, equipped with the cut robe, still wet from the thorough washing brown robe I… found on the dead body of the thief and the dagger, well more akin to a short sword in my tiny hands, stored in my new backpack, eating some fruit, of course, freshly washed.

"...Tastes like cardboard. Well, I won’t complain, better than starving to death."

While I was once again talking to myself, I also thought about where exactly I should go now. Because till now I only knew that I wanted to get away as far as possible from the mountain with a dragon in it’s vicinity and not in the direction the thug ran from. Because logically speaking, the chances of some villagers seeing a goblin and not killing it was a tad bit to low for me.

"Well, if this is the typical fantasy world, villages should be brimming with all kind of diseases...Yeah I’d rather not anyway… I wonder if goblins have villages and if they take vagabonds..."

But then I remembered my first interaction with the other goblins in the cave, which looking back now, where probably my goblin family...not that I am gonna miss them much.

"So I am just gonna go around traveling solo… that’s gonna suck."

*Shuffle*

"Huh?"

*Shriek*

Thinking of the devil, a familiar monster jumped out of the bush, a goblin, armed with a...pointy stick that seems like it would break just from swinging it too hard apparently wanting to threaten me with it. I of course, in surprise, threw the first thing I had on me at it out of instinct.

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*Splat*

"NO MY FOOD."

Did you know goblins don’t like food fights. Surprising, from what we know of them till now. But hey, I hit his face and blinded him temporary. And of course, I ran away subsequently. Not because I am some kind of coward and didn’t want my new robe to get splattered with even more blood. No, I just want to make love, not war.

…

"This...this is not going to work if I can’t kill monsters… I can’t always just sneak up on people to steal their food...what if I can’t run away from something? But hell if I go melee with a dagger...maybe if I find throwing daggers?"

I played some darts before the whole goblin thing, not the same thing as daggers of course, but I I needed some kind of option on how to kills stuff without getting dirty or hit.

"Well, if I find throwing daggers small enough for a child to wield them.."

I mumbled while looking at my dagger, barely being to lift it over my head one handed.

"Wait, I have an idea."

And so, thinking back to the pitiful interpretation of a spear wielded by the goblin I just ran away from, I thought I could probably make a better wooden spear than that. Especially considering I have my dagger to cut it to shape.

“Of course, how could I forget the objectively best weapon type ever? The spear, I can stab people with it’s long reach before they can stab me without getting any of their blood on me and considering if I make it out of wood, it’s probably light enough to throw if I need to...”

So I started my epic adventure of finding myself a nice stick and starting to cut it into shape. Truly, every great goblin has humble beginnings...

Improvised weapon making (common)

A skill most people can learn, regardless of knowledge of weaponry, as long as they have even a semblance of sentience and intelligence.

Get a big stick, you have club. Break the tip off, you have spear. Break it in two, you have daggers. Break it again, you have nice fire wood. - Unknown vagabond known for breaking stuff.