Lurk began making something out of the rabbit skin, sitting in his own world seeing the occasional Menu text informing him of a gain in his skill. He had several dark marks on his face, more than one would expect really, bruises and such also covered his arms.

Sala was mumbling still, annoyed at how things had gone during the fight. Even she had a few bruises on her arm, one in particularly mighty big bruise on her forehead. Lurk really wanted to heal it as an apology, but he was still not sure if its was "safe" to do so. Sure he could become a welcomed big shot in the nest and his power would be acknowledge or he could become a unwelcomed big shot that instantly would get stabbed in the back, because Lurk did not understand the Goblin Hierarchy. Even if it was just - The biggest the baddest that ruled, he would not be able to be the biggest or the baddest at the moment.

Maybe if he could convince someone to be on his side.. Well.. he would need to wait until Sala calmed down first, before even considering her. That second fight had gone differently from what everyone expected after all, now she was mad and embarrassed.

Lurk thought back to how it started; he had slowly begun eating his food, while Sala munched hers down staring at him. How can you eat in peace, when a punch maniac is waiting to cave in your skull in a "training" exercise.

"..You are not trying to stall are you..." Sala grumbled, Vorm and Aurk both looked at her.

"..Gulp.. No nooo.. Its just such a delicious rabbit.." Lurk smiled as he bit down another piece of raw rabbit meat. Vorm and Aurk turned to look at him as he responded. They both had been doing this back and forth. They also wanted to see the fight again, though the warm up to it was rather entertaining too.

Having run out of meat, Lurk sighed and got up slowly after taking one of his clubs. Sala jumped up, Lurk instantly stepped back.

"Whoa whoa!.. Wait!.. Lets make some ground rules ok?!" Lurk said holding the club out to create distance.

"Rules? What? there are no rules except do not kill, and even that is a stretch!" Vorm and Aurk nodded at Sala as she said this.

"Its not good training if people go unconscious or die!, you need to teach me, right?!." Lurk blocked a hit with the club as Sala whipped forward.

[Block] Raised 0.3

[Dogde] Raised 0.2

"Grrrrr. Just fight as well as you can!" Sala seemed really upset still, that Lurk had been holding back, or she at least thought he had. How can he fail so miserably against her, but against 3 goblins kill them all, with little damage to himself, it infuriated her. Lurk kept trying to keep her at distance, he was actually trying his best now, but only to block and dodge.

[Block] Raised 0.4

[Dogde] Raised 0.3

Which did not always work out as well as he had hoped.

[Toughness] Raised 1.3

"Ooff! " Lurk stumbled back as she managed to strike him making him stumble a bit, but he managed to recover himself before falling, it was becoming easier to remain agile and on his feet.

[Dodge] Raised 0.4

Sala was getting annoyed that Lurk seemed to be not wanting to hit her, he seemed to be weak of spirit. She had to problem wanting right now to cave in his skull if he kept this up. The anger like usual flaring up and demanding blood spilled soon.

Lurk noticed that her behavior was changing, her normal anger and annoyed self was being replaced slowly by something else. He could somehow feel it. Just like back when in the room he was born when all the goblins yelled and screamed, something was effecting them all. When he saw the unconscious goblin he then proceeded to heal to death, that same feeling welled up inside him.

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Now he could see it in her eyes - slowly but surely building up. She was definitely annoyed because he was not hitting back. But it felt wrong to try and hit her, to much of his old personality said you can not just smack girls in the face with a club. But he had to do something or the inner rage/hate goblins seem to have inside them ready to boil at a moments notice. Would erupt - And maybe she would forget about the not killing part.

So Lurk suddenly switched from defending and he lungeded forward, dodging underneath her swing and slamming his club into her stomach. Sending her down past him as he turned around to face her again. But she had dropped the club, and was not coming at him with her fists. Her combat style changed completely and she managed to slip past his club and punch him square in the face.

[Mace] Raised 0.4

[Toughness] raised 1.4

"..Ow?.." Lurk stepped back from the hit, and ducked from the other fist, that tried to repeat the face punching, she grabbed his arm, that he held the club in. before twisting it and causing pain to shoot up it, forcing him to drop his club. He punched back at her with his free arm getting a body blow in on her making him slip free from her grasp.

[Brawling] Raised 0.2

That was odd. That punch barely hurt his face, Lurk rubbed his cheek as they both manage to build some space between each other. She seemed to have calmed down somewhat, that hate and anger feeling, seemed to have gone down a lot. She just wanted him to fight her properly, now she was back to her usual self.

Sala jumped forward with a punch, Lurk dodged it and blocked the second hit. But she managed to make him unsteady and after a upclose scuffle she managed to suddenly slip a arm around his neck and get around behind him. Lurk tried to get free but she had a good grab.

[Brawling] Raised 0.3

[Block] Raised 0.5

What followed was a lot of punches straight to his head. Lurk felt like Sala was not putting in her best strength into those punches, it felt like something a big sibling would do holding down the younger sibling and start toying by knocking on the head. Now Lurk felt upset! Was this not supposed to be serious!.

[Toughness] Raised 1.5

[Toughness] Raised 1.6

Sala on the other hand was putting more and more strength into her punches. Her fists even started to hurt now. How was Lurk still standing, as she landed one last punch into the side of his head. Lurk managed to grab onto her arm and separate himself from her.

[Brawling] Raised 0.4

He flipped around grabbing first one arm then the other one, both where locked up against each other, body to body trying to wrestle each other down. It was a struggle to keep up both of them having now locked their arms up, chests pushed into each other. Lurk got distracted from earlier feeling her chest against his back, and now against his chest while they struggled back and forth.

("This is a fight dammit, stop distracting me with your bits Sala!") (Lurk)

Sala was perplexed, how could he suddenly match her strength! She had to end this now. With all her might she move her head back to give him a proper strong headbutt. Slamming her head into his. Lurk had the same idea, as he had finally begun to figure out what was going on.

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[Iron Head]

You were hit in the head when you were born. Subsequently you received way to many hits in the head for a baby to receive, in the following short amount of time growing up.

Stun Damage (only) to the head is reduced down to 1/10 effectiveness

Toughness is doubled considering any damage to the head!

"You knuckle head!"

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("..Seriously what kind of weird trait is this.,.. Sure his mother threw him into a wall. He got Bonked constantly by Sala and even received a proper knock out punch, from her in his face that knocked him out cold. How can that justify this trait!!")

Lurk met Sala's headbutt with one of his own. Vorm and Aurk watched as they both slammed their heads into each other, the oddest most hollow *Clonk!* sound was heard and Lurk stumbled back, whilst Sala was wobbling backwards before falling onto the ground, seeing small goblins dancing over her face.

[Brawling] Raised 0.6

[Toughness] Raised 1.8

"Ok.. that one i could feel.. Ow...argh.. I hate to think how much that hurt her." Lurk rubbed his head whilst looking at Sala splayed on the ground.

"Uhm. Sala?.." Lurk asked out briefly as he walked over closer sitting down.

"..Uuuh.. what happened to Sala .." Sala blinked a couple of times.

"Well.. I think Lurk managed to beat you" Aurk stated calmly, causing Sala to sit up fast, which she regretted quickly.

"What! impossible! ow.... Urghh Sala's head!..." Sala rubbed the big bruise on her forehead.

"Well.. You wanted me to go all out.. Ow.. I would be willing to call it a tie. since we are technically still up..?" Lurk tried to comfort her a little.

Instantly he remembered she did not want a fake fight or to be pampered to with words.

"..You!...You Idiot!!!"

*Bonk!!!*

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"..Ow Sala's hand!!"