Inside the goblin cave.
A large goblin sits on a throne made of rocks, his eyes sharp. He is contemplating his next move against the other lairs in the forrest. He is a rarity among goblin kind, smarter, stronger, and faster than the average goblin. Especially the grunts, the drone class goblins. They are what most goblins are born as, nothing more than animals in goblin form. They are often sent to hunt small game for the lair so that the smarter ones don't have to focus on food.
The goblin leader is brought out of his thoughts as another goblin runs into the hall, it is one of the overseers, and he seems panicked. "My lord, something is killing of the grunts!" The smaller goblin shouts.
"I don't see the problem, one or two grunts is nothing to us." The leader says, confused as to why such a small matter is brought to his attention.
"Sir, whatever it is has killed over ten grunts already! And the way it hunts is similar to the Forrest King!" This made the goblin leaders blood run cold, while ten grunts is a semi large number, it is nothing they can't handle. But the Forrest King is something else entirely, it is a beast that none can stop. It is by far the fastest, strongest, and most cunning being in the forrest. This is what scared the leader the most.
"Are you absolutly sure it is the King? Or just something that acts like it?" He had to be sure, and he was starting to doubt that it was the King. If the King wanted to hunt goblins, it would be well within its power to walk right into the cave and slaughter them all.
"Not entirely Sir, I do recall finding some goblin blood on the ground." That proves it, the King of the Forrest doesn't leave any trace of it's victims except for the damage to the surroundings.
"Take a squad of warriors and take down this threat, I am certain it is not the King."
"Yes Sir, right away" And with that, the overseer left the hall.
"A being that hunts like the King?" The goblin leader mumbled to himself. "No matter, it will be taken care of soon."
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I recently hit level seven from killing goblins, and with it I have gotten even faster. Sometimes I can't even believe my own speed, I am now four times faster than the average human.
Max Summers
Race: Human/???
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Lv: 7
HP: 130/130 MP: 140/140 STA: 140/140
STR: 13 CON: 13 END: 14 AGI: 40 PER: 15 INT: 14 WIS: 14
Traits: Speedy (Bloodline)
Though killing goblins has become easier, it isn't a walk in the park. I may be faster than them, but they still have the advantage in pure strength. Luckily I have gotten better at both dodging and using my dagger to attack. I still sometimes get hit, and it still hurts, but with my increased health it does less overall damage. I still feel a little bad killing things, but I understand that it's necessary. I have gotten even better at suppressing my darker side, it seems to have calmed down a bit as well. That kind of disturbs me more than when it tries to break free, it's like it's waiting for something, like an opportunity.
I hear a rustling in the bushes nearby, seems my next target is here. I grip my dagger tightly, ready to attack the goblin when it comes through. When I see it's green skin I lunge at it, aiming my dagger at it's heart. It supprises my though as it rolls out of the way, even as I see my speed supprised it. As it dodges I feel something slam into my back with a lot of force. As I land I turn around to see a group of goblins, all bigger than the normal ones, holding clubs and wearing what looks like leather armour.
They are lead by a goblin at least a foot taller than the others. He seems to be the leader and he sneers (or at least what looks like one on a goblin) at me. He makes a bunch of barking and growling sounds at me, I think he is trying to speak to me. But still they attacked me, and though I did start it, I am also going to defend myself. I charge at the closest goblin, the one who hit me. As I slash I manage to hit him with my dagger, drawing some blood, but not as much as I hoped. That armour is pretty annoying when you are trying to kill something.
The injured goblin swings its club at me, and even though I dodged it managed to clip me. With worry I look at my health.
HP: 67/130
That is insane! How strong are these things that two hits already has me down to near half health!? With that in mind I book it, using my speed to get out of there. That is at least one thing I have over these goblins, my agility is higher. I almost feel safe when a seering pain lashes from my back, it seems one of the goblins threw something at me. I don't know which one but it hit much stronger than any other attack.
Hp: 1/130
Who would have thought that I die to a rock throwing goblin, my vision starts to blur. I will never see my family again, Mom, Dad, Lily. I'm sorry, I wasn't fast enough. With that, my vision fades, and all I hear is a growling voice.
Don't worry, I will make them pay. Now it is time for you to rest.