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[The Illuminati]

 

Rise of the Goblin Nation

 

Prologue: The Birth of a Nation

Day 0

Spoiler

The old goblin limped along the cobbled, subterranean street as quickly as his ancient body would allow him to, leaning heavily on his withered walking stick as he did for support. He had to hurry. A new litter of goblins were just about to be born and goblin mothers weren't particularly known for their maternal instincts. More than that, it was his duty as this villiage's chieftain to name each member of the new litter -- a job he's done proudly for the past fifteen years.

It was still dark inside the cave, despite the morning sun that was shining brightly from behind the massive waterfall to the north. The rushing wall of water not only kept the large cave cool and just dark enough for their goblin eyes but it also hid the cave's main entrance from larger predators, most of which would love some tasty goblins for dinner.

Scurrying further along, the old goblin noticed with pride that inside each of the little goblin huts he hobbled passed, was a bright, orange glow. This orange glow was fire, something he had personally stolen many years ago from a group of humans after they had captured him near the end of the Great War.

With this powerful, new tool added to his arsenal and a few more scars in his collection, the old goblin returned home a war veteran. Rising quickly in power and influence over the next few days, the old goblin rallied his people and began a war to drive the cave spiders out of the abandoned, dwarven outpost.

Now with a new and better home to call their own and the ability to keep the cave spiders away, the goblin population bloomed and the old goblin was made the new chieftain. For his first act as chieftain, the old goblin ate the heart of the old chief and renamed himself, "Fluffy".

Spoiler

Rounding the next corner, the old goblin quickly made his way up to the nursery, the largest of a group of three huts near the back of the village. It was inside here that the new goblins were about to be born. With the moment now upon him, Fluffy stroked his long, white beard thoughtfully as he began making a mental list of what sounds and noises would make great goblin names.

Once he was inside, one of the midwives quickly ran over and handed him one of the newborn babies. Setting his walking stick aside, Fluffy took the baby goblin in his clawed, wrinkled hands and named him... "Poop".

Day 1
It was less than twenty-four hours later, but already the new litter of goblins were running around and causing havok for the female goblins who were their midwives just yesterday. Their mothers had already returned to the village to resume their normal lives.

Walking into the center of the nursery's yard, Fluffy gathered around all of the little gobbies for their first lesson. There were many things they needed to learn after all, first and most important amongst them was this: he who doesn't work, doesn't eat.

 GM Update: Welcome to the world of RGN! You're a goblin and you were just born. Congrats.

Take a moment to examine what that means, mingle with the other, little gobbies, and then head over to Grandpa Fluffy where you can ask questions and get some information about the world.

Once that's done you'll be sent on your first mission, to find food -- or die.

Contents
Story Chapters

- Chapter One

Bestiary

- Horned Rabbit
- Fey Wolverine

Characters and Locations

- The Temple: The Temple of Gaia is a place of meditation, worship, and healing. Here Akta tends to the wounded and sick.
- The Red Stone: The Red Stone is an ancient, dwarven forge. Here Mocharr and Wargo can upgrade, repair or craft any armor or weapon.
- Salagheed's Shop: Salagheed's Shop is the only general store in the village. Like most general goods stores, Salagheed will trade in almost anything -- including weapons, armor, jewelry, potions, food, and books.
- The Seer: Reck is a mystic and a soothsayer, with the supernatural power to communicate with the undergods, and answer questions about the future and one's fate. Many villagers go to Reck to divine the dark gods' wishes and intentions for them.
- The Lakeview Tavern: The Lakeview is owned and operated by King, and is where the villagers meet up to drink and boast about their adventures. Locals can also purchase food and drinks here, listen to rumors, take part in brawls, or join the Warriors' Guild.
- Fluffy's House: Fluffy is the village leader and founder. He worships the dark gods, and believes that they will soon send him a sign of their return.

Edited by The Illuminati, 08 January 2017 - 07:08 PM.

[Diabolical Rhapsody]

Dar

 

Dar liked her name, a lot. What else would explain her running around, wildly waving her hands and shouting Dar! Dar! Dar!

 

She also liked the fact that there were other small ones like her. They all had different eyes and even skin. She was a simple mud green but she saw one who was ashen grey, not that she'd know that color, just that he looked different and interesting. What was perplexing though was the soft patch that grew over her head and not on the most of the other ones. She was a bit confused by it and with the fact that like the different eyes, even this soft patch was different.

 

As she stopped to ponder some more over this, the large green one chasing her finally caught her. What followed was a quick swipe on the two heads at the back and she was left to her own. She then noticed a tall green one with white soft patch growing on the face and decided to go met him. It had some kind of long thing in his hand.

 

Dar reached it and raised both of her hands overhead and started repeating her name as she jumped in her place, hoping to capture his attention. Her turquoise eyes shined in the dim light that permeated the place. This was a start of an adventure.

[Unbelievably Majestic]

Frisk

Goblins age pretty quickly. That's just the way of things. Some might say they age too quickly, but those people are probably stupid humans who take about ten years before they can put together a single cohesive and, most importantly, original thought. Goblins don't work like that. Little Frisk was up and about on day one of his birth, exploring the hut he was in. That hut and the yard outside was his whole world, everything he knew. And he was damned well going to see every inch of his world. And just like that he knew he was born to be an explorer. He paced around the hut looking at things. All the things. He touched them, licked them, bit them. If it went in his mouth and didn't try to get back out, then he ate it.

As a natural born explorer Frisk spent the next few hours heartily consuming stones and the occasional chip of wood. It was a lot of fun, and very informative. He followed that with an hour of exploring the intricacies of a mighty rock he had found. This rock was large as his hand, tough, and unyielding. It was a good mentor to Frisk. It taught him a lot. Taught him that he would have to be tougher than the rock if he wished to eat it. He decided then that one day, maybe he and the rock could be friends. Or maybe he would eat the rock and complete his training. Because he was now in serious training to become stronger. Frisk spent the next ten minutes running in very small circles around the rock, seeking encouragement, before falling over dizzy and sleeping for an hour.

 

Frisk awoke with a burning desire to never run in short tight circles ever again. It was not a good training technique. Whomever had told him to do it was a fool. He would not listen to them again. If they existed. They must exist, he himself would never have come up with such a bad idea. And now he had an even better idea. Why was the good rock stronger than the ones he had eaten? What made it so strong? Easy. It was too big to fit in his mouth. So the answer was simple. He must get bigger to get stronger, and to get bigger he must eat.

 

So Frisk set about eating everything in sight. Dirt, stones, mud, a bit of chair, and some more mud. He quite liked the earthy taste of the mud. Of the things he'd tried so far that was probably the best he'd found. Which made it the best thing in existence. For the most part he ignored the other Goblins. They were a distraction. They weren't as interesting as all the things he had left to look at and taste. Once he knew everything in the whole world and what it did, looked like, and tasted like, then he would maybe move onto other Goblins. He was only interested in edible things right now... And then he had a thought. A strange thought. A thought no one else in the world had ever thought or in the history of thoughts, he knew that for a fact. Because his thought was so outstandingly complex that only he could have come up with it. And the thought was this.

 

Does Goblins has taste?

 

Frisks whole world changed in an instant. Does Goblins has taste? The implications were enormous. Because if something like Goblins could have a taste, anything could. He'd been assuming you could eat moving things. But that they didn't have taste. Because they always jumped out of his mouth before he tasted them. But what if they did have taste and were hiding it from him?! That would be unacceptable. So he had to know. Does Goblins has taste? There was an easy way to find out.

 

He walked past a Goblin shouting 'Dar' a lot, and made his way right next to the old goblin who had turned up. He then attempted to bite him on the shin.

Edited by Unbelievably Majestic, 16 October 2016 - 01:28 PM.

[I-Am-X]

Rend

 

Looking at her sharp claw like hands, she couldn't help but think her name kind of fitted. The meaning of the word wasn't exactly clear to her but she felt like it was a natural fit. In any case, agreed with the name, at least they've done that part right. Taking in the view of the cave, she can't really say she liked it but something deep down told her it had purpose, so she thought about it no more. She was just born and already she has been hit with all sort of strange things that she couldn't make sense of anything.

 

Though, if anyone could, it was probably that ugly wrinkly thing that's gathering everyone around him. Rend was the tallest of the new goblins but he was even taller than her but she knew she'll surpass him in no time so it was fine. Looking around at all her fellow goblins that have gathered around him, she could only feel annoyed with how 'stupid' they were. Stupid, the word came to her as natural as one would breath, like many things, she didn't quite get the meaning but she felt like she understood. When the word came to her mind, she felt that they were all beneath her, so it's probably something that.

 

In any case, listening to this tall, ugly and wrinkly thing might be of some use to her, so he has some use to her.

[Faye]

Lark

 

Maaaan, this is so unfair. Like, everyone else got a really good name. Dar, Frisk, Rend.. And then there's the name Lark. It's like, the sound somebody makes when he's puking: B-Lark! What did she ever did to deserve such a crappy name? Why can't she have a cute, feminine name like Lulu, for example? Is it because she's bald? Did the wrinkly little sack of sh*t mistake her as a boy? Maaaaannnnnnnn...

 

Then Lark realized that somebody was actually named "Poop". Like, literally. Lark did not even understand the word, yet she instinctively knew that the poor soul's name is even worse than hers. As such, with a sense of camaraderie Lark walked over to Poop, and pat his shoulder knowingly. "It's ok buddy, sis' here for ya," she probably thought to herself.

 

Having established the warm friendship built on mutual fate (presumably), Lark dragged Poop over to the wrinkly old gob to listen to what he's got to say. Perhaps he's about to tell them the meanings behind their names or something. But it seemed to be interesting, and Lark will never miss anything interesting. Capisce?

[The Illuminati]

Brix
Goblin. Felt. Guud! He was warm. He was snug. And best of all, he was never hungry. It simply just didn't exist. His belly? It was always fool. And today was going to be just another day like yesterday, and the day before that, and the day before that... A day of warmth and snuggliness, and...

But then, all of a sudden, something changed. Something moved. Something felt different. Something was trying to force him out of his home!! Goblin tried to brace himself but it was already too late as the floor instantly opened up beneath him, and tried to swallow him whole!

The first bite only got him up to his chest though -- stupid monster -- but he could still feel the creature's tongue trying to latch on and grab his feet. The creature's tongue felt cold, dry, and harsh. This monster clearly didn't moisturize.

With renewed vigor, Goblin kicked furiously at the beast's tongue, scratching it with his jagged, black toenails. Just a little more, just a little more and he'd be back inside his warm home!

 
The angry midwife who the newborn goblin had just scratched, grabbed both of his tiny, kicking legs this time and yanked him unceremoniously out of his mother. The goblin screamed just like all of the other newborns did but in her current mood, the cry sounded especially grating.

So, holding him in one hand, she prepared a special, little "gift" to welcome him into the world, and slapped the baby goblin across the ass before literally throwing him at Fluffy, the goblin chieftain. Fluffy caught the little rascal with a smile on his face, and named him "Brix".

 
"Brix?" The goblin thought to himself. "Hmm... Okay. That me now."

Brix tried to open his eyes, curious to see who was holding him, but his eyelids felt incredibly heavy. Still, he perservered and... Nearly threw up in his mouth at the sight of the hideous, old goblin.

What cruel hell had he been born into?! Who was this?! With his butt still stinging, Brix started crying again as the old goblin handed him back to the midwife.

"That it then," Brix thought to himself. "Life over. No more warmth. No more snuggliness. No more..." Looking up at the midwife now however, Brix quickly realized that this new life wasn't all that bad.

Spoiler

 
Brix woke up the next morning and went exploring. He had a plan. Now he needed the right tools to put it into action. The world outside of the hut was mostly mud, wet sticks, and gobbies running around and into each other. One gobbie in particular looked like he was liking the mud a little too much. And Brix wasn't even sure it was mud either. He'd seen another gobbie squatting in that spot before... But whatever, it was probably fine.

Looking up at the huts now, Brix could see it. His plan taking shape. He just needed... Ah ha! Brix grabbed some of the muddy sticks used for stepping and set them beside the nursery hut. With them he was able to create a make-shift ladder, and quickly scrambled up them to the top of the hut. Just in time too, she was coming.

It was the midwife from yesterday. She was making sure all of the little gobbies were outside and staying healthy. Because unhealthy gobbies were turned into soup. Brix waited. Waited. And waited, until she was just far enough away... And then jumped! He flew straight over her head, and landed right in between her cleavage. Brix was happy. And his plan was right too! She was warm! And snuggly! And..!

"Ouch!" Brix thought to himself as the midwife grabbed him by the ears like a rabbit, before plucking him from her bosom. She didn't look like she liked Brix's plan very much.

The midwife put Brix over her knee and began spanking him until Fluffy showed up. Then she plopped him down in front of the old goblin, who had one leg raised. He was shaking it, trying to get rid of a gobbie that was biting him.

One gobbie was laughing at Brix, so Brix headbutt him, knocking him out. The midwife hit him in the head with a stick for that. Brix knew she only did it because she loved him too, so he smiled.

Edited by The Illuminati, 16 October 2016 - 09:45 PM.

[Juro]

Lulu

 

Goblins came in a myriad of appearances and the only consistent feature about all of them was dumbfounding ugliness. I guess some would call them cute though? I don't know. Despite her fair pale skin and ashen gray hair, Lulu still excelled at this; she was definitely going to be an exceptional goblin. Lacking any sense of personal space, she forced her ugly mug upon the unfortunate few that were near her. The midwives that had cared for Lulu had to deal with her innate need to lick and sniff the things around her. She was stupid and there was no way any of them would deny that. The best option they could opt for at the moment was to expose Lulu to the rest of the day-old goblins of her generation. Hopefully, some of the more promising one would rub off on her.

Picking her up, the midwife was surprised to discover the lack of restlessness from her. Given Lulu's curious nature, they assumed that trying to keep her still would be a problem. Instead, she was well-behaved; with a significant amount of drool dribbling from her mouth, she quietly gnawed on whatever strands of her she could shove in her mouth. This was when she started realizing the concept of taste.

 
Lulu stood in silence as she tried to understand what was happening. This was the first time she had encountered this many goblins who were as small as her. Most of them were quite loud and active, unlike Lulu who was kind of a goblin of few words. However, the sense of unfamiliarity didn't bother her that much; it just took some time to get used to. As her eyes wandered throughout the hut they were in, her attention was redirected towards the elderly, bearded goblin who had a younger goblin dangling on his leg. Her interest was piqued; she began wondering what that would taste like. Seeing the younger goblin trying its best to remain on the wrinkled leg made Lulu think that the flavor it held must have been delicious. She approached the elderly goblin from behind and slowly grabbed his leg before taking a bite herself.





 

[KDPtheKing]

Bayaal

The miracle of life. Nothing puzzles us more than the pure reason of birth. What's more, no one is more puzzled by life than a new born child. That is how Bayaal felt the moment he was born. Being held by his mother, he was confused. Could not understand what was going on and could not understand why he was being left alone. Maybe he was.......he didn't know. He was newly born but he was alone. All the other kids grouped up but as soon as someone came close, Bayaal balled up and shivered in fear. He couldn't face anyone. He couldn't speak to them. He ran away. He ran away.

Fast, fast, he ran to a corner of the room. Of course he didn't go far, where would he go? But he ran into a corner and in the corner, he found a mask. A mask that he found interesting. Something that made him feel relaxed. Something that shielded him from the world. Hiding his face, he then approached the others, hoping to make friends. With a loud boast he walked up and spoke. "Hi, I'm Bayaal."

[The Illuminati]

Vexx
It was still very early in the morning -- you could tell by the slight chill in the air -- but already the goblin children were running around and being a pain in her ass.

"The only cretins that should be up this early," Vexx thought sourly. "Are the Humans."

Hugging herself, she shivered slightly and stuck out her tongue in disgust -- only to realize that, once again, Brix was watching her. She glared daggers at the young goblin, him to make him look away, but he only blushed in reply.

"Urrgh," she thought to herself, rolling her eyes as she cursed her fate.

She should have ranked-up years ago by now and left this dank cave far behind her, but there was some sort of hidden condition she hadn't met yet that was blocking her advancement. Right now the only thing she knew for sure, was that if she didn't figure it out soon, she would go crazy.

 
Brix
Brix was standing next to Dar, who was still jumping and saying her name, shaking his head in disapproval at Lulu and Frisk. They were clearly savages! Everyone knew you had to kill the meat, before you eat the meat. All the information they needed was stored in their genetic memory.

"Oh, how gauche!" Brix said aloud, sounding posh. "Cannibals today. No sense of style whatsoever."

"Hi," someone shouted. "I'm Bayaal!"

"Hi Bayaal," Brix shouted back.

 
Fluffy
The ancient goblin chuckled merrily as he stroked his beard. Another gobbie, Lulu, had decided to sink her teeth into his other leg. It was good that they were so hungry. Yes, hunger -- passion, was good. But they were at least a thousand years too early if they thought that he would fall to attacks of this level.

With a twinkle in his eye, Fluffy balanced himself against his walking stick before firing his legs out in a storm of rapid kicks. To all of the young goblins in attendance, his motions were a blur and impossible to follow. To the midwives however, it looked more like he was jumping from one foot to the next, desperately kicking as he tried to rid himself of the two cannibals.

Before too long however, he did and they were sent flying back into the group of young goblins. Like bowling pins, half of the gobbies assembled were knocked down and fell over into the muck. Bayaal was one of these gobbies.

"Goodbye Bayaal," Brix shouted again.

[Unbelievably Majestic]

Frisk

The old goblin was stronger than he had bargained for. Frisk came to this conclusion the instant his teeth closed and dug into the flesh of the old goblins lower leg. He was a lot more chewy than expected. Frisk had hoped he'd simply bite through the leg with ease, as he had done with all those clumps of dirt he'd defeated throughout the day. But no. Things hadn't gone that way. This was a challenge. And now he was faced with a challenge, he realized he loved it. It was much more satisfying than simply eating dirt.

 

He also had the answer to the age old question, does Goblins has taste? Yes. Yes, was the answer. They must. Because the old goblin was trying very hard to keep his taste a secret from Frisk. This meant two things. One, he had a taste. And two, it must be a great taste. Otherwise he'd share it. And that meant that Frisk could never give up. Never surrender. Never stop trying to taste the mystery taste. He must know what the taste was! One day he would know, that was for sure, but perhaps not today. You see, whilst he was being waved about through the air, limbs flailing all over the place, Frisk realized that maybe going for the old goblin was aiming a bit high. After all, he went for dirt before wood, and then wood before stone. And this old goblin was must bigger, and presumably stronger, than all of those things. And while it frustrated him to admit it, he was definitely stronger than Frisk too. Suddenly he was struck with the teachings that the rock had bestowed upon him, and decided that this was a battle for another day. He would get bigger and stronger, and then try again.

 

Finally the old goblin whipped him into the air hard enough that his teeth slid free of his leg, launching him through the air. He decided as he flew that he would start on a smaller alive thing first. He'd seems some alive things around that seemed much easier to eat than the old goblin. Some of them he'd actually put in his mouth already. But when he didn't taste anything, and they ran back out, he hadn't bothered trying them again. It would seem that was mistake. Whomever taught him the 'if it doesn't climb back out, you can eat it' rule would have some explaining to do if he ever found them. Frisk hit the floor with a thud before bouncing, in that way the young often do, back to his feet. It was time!

 

He scrabbled around in the dirt looking for something to try. In what seemed like no time at all he found something. Something long, thin and weird. He'd never seen one of them before. It was sort of... Squiggly. Kind of wormy. That was the word. Wormy. It was very wormy. He wondered what it was called. Whatever the weird thing was, it went straight in his mouth. It tasted of dirt. He may as well have been eating dirt. This was as far as he had gotten towards eating an alive thing earlier. Only this time, he wouldn't give up and just eat dirt instead. This time he ate the weird thing. And what a treat it was. The thing had a new flavour, a new texture, it was something completely different to dirt and wood! It was amazing! He chomped it down and went rooting around for new things. He quickly found a crunchy six-legged thing that he enjoyed, a small flying thing that few straight at him, and more of those weird wormy things. All this new food was amazing. And yet he knew it was nothing compared to how good old goblin must taste. These things didn't even put up half as much of a fight as he had. That must mean he was that much tastier. The harder they try to hide their taste, the more tasty they must be, it's just common sense. He felt betrayed by the old goblin. He looked over at him with hurt in his eyes. What a selfish old man. Wouldn't even share his taste with poor, hungry, little Frisk. It was an outrage.

 

Frisk walked back over to the group, his belly less empty, and sat in the dirt. He stared at the old goblin unhappily and grumbled something about secret tastes and surprise attacks to no one in particular.

Edited by Unbelievably Majestic, 20 October 2016 - 03:02 PM.

[Diabolical Rhapsody]

Dar 

 

What she saw was a spectacle, rather a series of them. First of them was an interesting goblin that bit on the wrinkly green thing with white patch on his face that she had tried gaining the attention of. She reasoned that his method of getting noticed was much superior to her. This was verified when another one that looked very pretty seemed to follow him and bit onto the other leg.

 

Second was the strength of this old green thing that stood before her, he performed a weird dance as he tried to shake of the persistent ones that bit into his legs. His movements becoming a blur and the crooked stick he held becoming his support as seemed to dance mid air. Dar was awestruck, surely she'd learn that trick from it if it wanted to teach.

 

Third was the ashen grey being that confidently stood beside her as he joined her for the visual tour. His red orbs shone bright with intelligence as he seemed to yabber fluently, she could get the gist of it but nothing more. Dar decided that this one was to be followed for he promised answers. Answers to everything her little mind can think of. Finding him so early brought a genuine smile on her face, a smile that showed her mismatched canine set.

 

"HI!!" she said to him excitedly as she saw the two goblins gloriously riding the wind in an arc away from the tall old thing and into the dust. Others fell from impact, of them a particularly peculiar being with a mask. He was Bayaal or she thought it was a he since there was no patch on his head. She had seen the mid-wives and the old one and the only difference between them was the odd patch.

 

"I'm Dar!" she said to the ashen grey being that smiled broadly at her. She saw a sneaky six legged one cross near them and she tore him swiftly in a flash, gulping it down in a go, she returned her attention to the Grey one.

[I-Am-X]

Rend

 

Rend could only look on in irritation as the other goblins continued to go on like idiots and wasted time that could've been better spent. Only a day old and already disgusted with the fact that these things are of the same race as her. Well, thanks to the exchange, Rend now knew without a doubt that the tall, ugly wrinkly thing would be of some use. As shown when he sent the two dumb goblins flying into the crowd. Luckily she was nowhere near them, thus wasn't knocked into the muck like the others were.

 

Now that he dealt with those two, she was hoping things can finally move along and the ugly wrinkly thing would get talking already. Her stomach was starting to make noises, so it was preferable that there was no more delays.

[The Illuminati]

Brix
Brix turned to face the gobbie standing next to him. She had brown hair and one eyebrow more than he did. That must have meant that she was really smart. He needed to be careful, smart people were tricky.

"Hmm," Brix said. "You look smart." And with that, Brix stepped up to her, grapped her by the arm and then put her in a fireman's carry.

With Dar draped across his shoulders, Brix decided to go for a quick spin around the nursery's mud pit of a yard.

 GM Update: Below is a list of all the skills everyone has earned so far.

Spoiler

Default Goblin Skills (Everyone Has These):
- Goblin Language (max lvl, Passive)
- Night Vision (max lvl, Passive)
- Precocious (max lvl, Passive)

Dar:
+2 Athletics
+2 Fight
+2 Brawling
+2 Notice

Frisk:
+2 Explore
+4 Obese (Special)
+2 Athletics
+2 Tracking
+2 Physique
+2 Knowledge

Rend:
+4 Arrogant (Special)
+2 Notice
+2 Gather Information

Lark:
+2 Minion Master (Special)
+2 Gather Information

Brix:
+4 Athletics
+2 Obsession (Special)
+2 Explore
+2 Engineer
+2 Thick Skull (Special)
+2 Physique

Lulu:
+2 Obese (Special)
+2 Notice

Bayaal:
+2 Panic (Special)
+4 Confidence (Item, Special)

Edited by The Illuminati, 20 October 2016 - 09:20 PM.

[Juro]

Lulu

It appeared that Lulu had bit off more than she could chew. Well, it was actually worse than that since she couldn't even bite off anything from the elderly goblin. He was superior in both strength and speed; Lulu had only noticed this as she was sent flying into several other goblins. For now, the flavor of wrinkled goblin skin remained a mystery to her. However, it wasn't all that bad; at least she had realized the gap in strength between herself and those larger than her; she understood that quite well. She also came to the realization that the other goblins that were around her size, were practically in the same boat as her; they were all physically inferior when compared to their more matured brethren.

Being man-handled wasn't all that fun and was kinda painful too; these sentiments weren't that noticeable though since Lulu's expression remained unchanged and was just flat. She stood up and simply gazed at the elderly goblin; he was definitely someone that she should never try to eat. Her attention was redirected towards the other goblin that she shared the same experience with. She non-nonchalantly approached Frisk from behind.

"Name is Lulu."

Drool had dribbled from her mouth as she spoke, but this wasn't all that noticeable given the length of her hair and how it covered most of her face.

Whether this surprised Frisk was uncertain, but what followed probably did. Grabbing him by the shoulders, Lulu proceeded to gnaw on the unfortunate goblin's head. Honestly, Lulu was just hungry and didn't know what should could actually eat. If old-man goblin skin was out of the questions, maybe the tender flesh of a younger one would do the trick.

One thing she noticed from Frisk was his odor. Compared to Fluffy, he didn't smell that bad at all. This just made Lulu more curious on what her fellow goblin would taste like.

Edited by Juro, 21 October 2016 - 04:05 AM.

[Diabolical Rhapsody]

Dar

 

Before she could reply to his compliment, her line of vision changed. First it pointed to the ground and then suddenly leveled at others like before. What was different was that she wasn't on her feet anymore, rather she was between the shoulders of the strong ashen one. He laughed as he decided to run around the place. The ride was bumpy but it was fun, Brix's shoulders dug into her stomach but since it was empty she didn't vomit anything out.

 

Mid-run she fell out of his carry, landing bum first into the soft mud. It was a tough day for her bum, first the mid-wife and now this. She quickly dusted it off and thanked Brix for the lovely ride before running back to the old one.

 

She held onto his elbow, trying a more physical approach to gather his interest.

 

"Dar is hungry. Teach Dar how to be strong like Grandpa." she finally said to him as he faced her. One finger rubbing her longer, sharper canine as she did so.

[Unbelievably Majestic]

Frisk

Something surprised Frisk. And that something was another Goblin. She had come over to him and started paying him a lot of attention. He stared back at her with his big, bright, lava-like eyes as she introduced herself. Apparently she was called Lulu. He recognized her as the other Goblin who had tried to take a bite out of the old goblin. Frisk had some respect for her knowing she too had braved The Hoppy Legs of Doom. He was about to give her his name when suddenly she leaned forward, grapped his shoulders and proceeded to bite at his bald dome.

Ahhh!

A brilliant idea! A taste swap! Frisk's jaw snapped down onto Lulu's shoulder as he tried to get a good taste of her too.

Edited by Unbelievably Majestic, 21 October 2016 - 09:27 AM.

[KDPtheKing]

Bayaal

His introduction lead to one goblin staring at him oddly. It seems like a female goblin but he wasn't sure, most of the goblins looked the same. Yet this one was fascinated by him. Maybe it was his his bold 'Hello'? Maybe it was his rugged good looks? He couldn't tell. Then it happened.....She reached for his mask.

The goblin's eyes widened as she slowly moved closer and closer to touch his face. Bayaal panicked behind his mask as he did not know what to do. He was not ready for someone to break down his wall so soon. He needed more time. He needed to prepare himself better for that moment in time where he becomes most vulnerable. But not now. No way! This is too sudden. For him, his world was going to shatter into billions of pieces. [i]Is that even a number? What's a number?

Out of sheer panic, he quickly grabs the female Gob's hand and pushes it towards his mask. He figured if he controlled the action, it would t cause him much pain. In the end, she just felt the mask and let things go on. Looking at her, he could tell she wanted a companion. So he walked passed her with his chest poked out. "If you want a friend, look no further. I'll lead you right!". He slings up a large club, with some effort, and rests it over his shoulder. Likewise, he points to a smaller stick for the female to use. She picks up the stick and follows. "Okay just do what I do, it's time to get ready...............wait what's your name?". He then begins to swig his club to get used to the weight so it doesn't feel awkward anymore.

[The Illuminati]

Fluffy
Fluffy was utterly exhausted from his recent misadventure with Frisk and Lulu, this generation's cannibals it seemed. So much so that Fluffy was now doubled over and panting heavily. At 20 yrs., he was just too old for this foolishness.

"Dar is hungry," one of the other gobbies suddenly said to him. "Teach Dar how to be strong like Grandpa!"

Resting his hand on her head before affectionately stroking her hair, Fluffy agreed with a smile that it was probably about time that they got the morning's lesson underway. Glancing at Vexx, she nodded her understanding and began quieting down the gobbies gathered before Fluffy. Vexx then walked over to Lulu and Frisk, who were both now bleeding from their bite wounds, and smashed their heads together.

"Pay. Attention," she hissed at them, promising with her eyes that she'd wear their skins if they continued trying to eat each other. With most of the gobbies now watching him, Fluffy took a seat near the stone wall surrounding the nursery and began his first lesson: how to survive.

"You little scamps must be getting hungry," the old goblin stated, as he rubbed his leg. "Well the only real food you're going to find in here -- is out there!" He stood as he spoke, and gestured towards the massive wall of water that separated the cave from the outside world, before sitting back down again.

"We have only one law here," Fluffy began again, stomping his foot for emphasis. "You keep what you can kill! You want to eat? Then kill it, or steal it from someone weaker than yourself. Only the toughest are allowed to live in my village. So prove to me and your parents that you were worth the effort of conceiving."

"Now, if you want to get outside, and taste some real meat, go down to the docks and swim to the far side of the cave. There you'll find a slippery path that leads behind the waterfall, and to the outside. Or if you're too weak, you can head into the village and look around for some stale vegetables and rotten meat."

"Danger is everywhere, and most of you won't return. So say your goodbyes now. And may the Dark God watch over you. I'll come back tomorrow with a new lesson for those that make it back in one piece."

 GM Update: Congratulations, you've completed your first quest: Welcome to the world of RGN! Now you have a new quest: Find Food! To do this you can either leave the village, or stay in the village.

If you stay in the village, you'll have to sneak around and try to break into different homes to look for food and loot. If you go outside, you'll have to find other monsters and fight them to the death. Whenever you kill a monster, you can loot it for food and crafting materials.

Remember: how and what you eat will affect your rank-up options.

How this will work: You guys will get 3 encounters per day. An encounter is either a monster fight or breaking into a goblin hut. I'll roll a dice to see if you find a monster, or were able to break into a hut. If the roll is successful, a battle begins/you break into the hut. If not, that's one encounter gone. You can choose to return to the nursery after every encounter but once you do, that's it for the day and you'll have to wait until the next day for more encounters.

Once a battle begins, you and the monster take turns until one of you looses. When you break into a hut, you'll have to sneak around and try not to get noticed. If you get noticed, run away -- or try and kill the goblin that spotted you.

Edited by The Illuminati, 23 October 2016 - 11:44 AM.

[Diabolical Rhapsody]

Dar

 

Now Dar understood the white patch, it meant wisdom because the Grandpa was very wisdomy. He sat down on a rock and gave them his secrets, he was benevolent. He wanted them to kill and survive and how they kill was upto them. They were to swim out and find their food, nothing came free in this world and for her to find true strength she had to make herself shine. 

 

Maybe if she followed Brix she thought, she'd be lucky. But first she had to prove that she was worthy of his company. That she was smart as he said she was, that she was strong. With clenched fists and newfound determination, she strolled out of the nursery and towards the docks.

 

She could see the sheer wall of water pouring down the face of the cave. She had to swim across a small lake and make way to a slippery path across. Once she was standing at the slippery swing, she just made herself into a ball and swung down the winding path,  this was the most fun thing she had done up to now well barring a free ride on Brix's shoulder. That was oddly nauseating.

 

All she had to do now was find some rocks the size of her fists, the rocks were oddly good for pounding. She had tested it earlier in the nursery on a six legged crawly. The rock Frisk had thrown away. After some rummaging in the foliage she found what she was looking for, after arming herself she decided to go get food.

 

As if drawn by instinct she crouched in the bushes and proceeded forward, she knew she was really small and if there were strong ones like Grandpa out here, she'll surely get killed if she is not careful. She didn't follow the clearing, instead ventured deeper into the forest through the dense foliage. Trying her best to not give away her position. Maybe she'll come across something soon. She hoped her rumbling stomach didn't give her away.

 

Spoiler

Dar:

- Picture/Discription - A dirty brown mop for hair, two dissimilar cannines, unnatural turquoise eyes and only the left eyebrow, Dar looks like that she came out too early, even for a Goblin but her physique is nothing that would hint at premature birth. She just looks a bit tougher than others or maybe that's just her look.

- Name - Dar
- Personality - Observant and Loyal
- Gender - Female
- Relationships -

 

• Brix the Handsome - Dar is a big fan of the ashen one, his gait, his eyes and his charisma draws her like a moth to flame. 
• Frisk the Curious - Frst disciple of the stoic and Knowledgeable 'The Rock', Dar is unaware herself but she has the hots for him.
• The Rock - The intensely deep and stoic Master of Frisk, Dar hopes that he'd be forthcoming in his teachings to her as well.

Skills:

+ Goblin Language (Max level, Passive)
+ Night Vision (Max level, Passive)
+ Precocious (Max level, Passive)

+2 Athletics

+2 Fight

+2 Brawling

+2 Notice

 

 

 

Edited by Diabolical Rhapsody, 23 October 2016 - 12:52 PM.

[Unbelievably Majestic]

Frisk

So the taste-share thing didn't go too well. It ended with a sore head and some older lady goblin smashing his head into Lulu's. Who ever had the idea to do that in the middle of the clearing where everyone could see was a fool. They would pay dearly if ever Frisk found them. At least it wasn't a complete waste of time. Frisk had gotten a mouth full of blood from Lulu's shoulder out of the exchange. Which was interesting enough he supposed. He tasted and drank it in any case. It had a weird twang he'd never tasted before. It wasn't bad. He decided to chalk the whole experience up as a win and leave it there.

With his attention acquired Fluffy explained what was going on to Frisk, and the other goblins too I guess but that was only incidental; he didn't start until he had Frisks attention after all. That's all he was waiting for. It made sense. Frisk was the best. For sure. And what he got from his personal lecture from the old goblin was this. The young goblins, meaning Frisk, now had to go out into the world, past the wall of rushing water, and then they had to hunt down and kill things. That's how they would get to eat now. Either that, or he could go into the village and try to find 'stale vegetables and rotten meat' somewhere.

Now this was something of an issue for Frisk. It presented him with a real puzzle.

On the one hand the idea of going outside excited him immensely. He was an adventurous soul, eager to leave this big cave and see what was out there. Plus he loved to fight and kill things. More importantly he loved to eat. It was like Fluffy had just gathered everyone together for an announcement and said 'Alright, enough with the freeloading. From now on you're going to do anything and everything you want to do, at all times, if you want to keep living here.' It wasn't exactly a saddening moment. In fact, aside from realizing he'd been born, this was the best news Frisk had gotten all day. It was brilliant.

On the other hand though, Frisk didn't know what it was like outside. What if it was all rocks? But like, the big kind he couldn't eat? That would suck. Maybe Frisk would be better off going into the village? That stuff all came from outside right? Maybe he'd find a wider variety of stuff to taste and discover. Maybe someone was hiding a particularly good thing that they had killed, saving it for a special occasion or something. The worst case scenario was that he'd be going to where the people who go outside live, maybe he could get something to help him kill the outside things. Like a really good killing rock or something. Who knows?

And so the puzzle began. It had Frisk puzzled for some time. Like half a puzzling second or so, and yet it still puzzled onwards. On into the two whole puzzling seconds territory. Puzzlingly, one of the other goblins had already set off. He'd solved the puzzle. But had he puzzled the right puzzle? Puzzles sometimes have more than one puzzling puzzle to them. Or multiple puzzling layers. Sometimes you can't even see the whole puzzle. Or you're looking at the wrong puzzle. And that leaves you even more puzzled. Frisk walked off and left the puzzle behind. He had tried to think about it for three whole seconds now and it was boring. So he stopped. It was too puzzling. He didn't want to think about the word puzzle ever again. The word itself puzzled him now. He was done.

He walked down to the docks, drank some of the murky water because of reasons, then he hopped in and began to swim. The swimming came easier than he had expected. It was like he kind of knew how to do it already. Must've been a goblin thing. After some effort and time swimming across the cave, he clambered up onto the slippery path Fluffy had described. From there he left the cave and headed out into the world, looking for a nice living thing to kill and eat.

 

Hunting was almost a secondary objective at this point though, something that would be great if it happened, but not too big of a deal if it didn't. Because Frisk instantly began tasting one of each different flower or leaf he walked past. He was just following the path of new things, meaning he ate a thing, looked around, saw a new thing and went that way. It was glorious. He was in new taste heaven. He had no idea which way he went or how far. He'd be able to find his way home at some point if he needed to. Probably. He just kept walking his path and hoped that one of the new things he saw eventually would be a creature he could eat.

 

Stats 'n' such.

Spoiler

Name: Frisk

Gender: Male

Appearance: Frisk's skin colour is a deep slate-green, with a slight tinge of blue. Not quite Teal, but on it's way. It's also incredibly consistent in colour tone, small scars all over his body are the only breaks from keeping his skin one mass of the same smooth colour. His eyes are a bright orange with flecks of yellow, which contrasts against his skin quite radically, making his eyes stand out like a candle in a the darkness. His ears are a little larger than your average goblins, with pointed tips.
Personality: The thing that defines Frisk is his senses. His senses are highly-tuned. This both annoys and pleases Frisk, because he loves food as a result of it. There's a whole world of eatable things out there and Frisk wants to find the best of the best, and then enjoy it more thoroughly than some could imagine. Sadly that means he has to suffer worse than most when it comes to eating bad food too. His delicate tongue savouring every last bit of that horrible slug-beetle and it's eggs. When he's not being led around by his senses, Frisk is being led by instinct and emotion. Rarely does he contemplate his actions, or the potential consequences, instead he simply does his actions, and then does more things afterwards for good measure. Making him fairly unpredictable. He loves to fight, eat and attempt new ways of making food tastier. Often he attempts this by fighting the food before he eats it. Combining his two favorite things, fighting and eating. He hasn't noticed much of a change in taste, except for that one time his food fell into a puddle of... something, as a result of the battle. That made it much worse. Much worse.
Relationships:

The Rock - The rock is gone, abandoned, but it's teaching's linger on. Dar has found The Rock and is using it as a weapon. May The Rock have many mighty adventures.

Lulu - Fellow survivor of The Hoppy Legs of Doom. Frisk and Lulu had a great taste-sharing idea together too, unfortunately it was cut short by an older goblin lady, perhaps they can revisit it some day.

Fluffy - One day Frisk will eat him. It is known.

Skills:

+ Goblin Language (Max level, Passive)
+ Night Vision (Max level, Passive)
+ Precocious (Max level, Passive)

+ Obese (Level 4)

+ Explore (Level 2)
+ Athletics (Level 2)
+ Tracking (Level 2)
+ Physique (Level 2)
+ Knowledge (Level 2)