Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20171125032411/@comment-30655593-20171127213925

The Goblin spat out dirt as she pulled him out of the ground and assumed held him upside down by his leg.



Goblin:"Ah! I think I inhaled dirt!" He coughed a bit as he looked up at Astalia and crossed his arms.

Goblin:"I demand freedom! We Goblins don't know how to grow fruits and stuffs or hunt- wait, you wanna learn how to fly?" He said as he raised an eyebrow at her.

MEANWHILE

''Morgan would give a confused face before looking at his pouch to find a Goblin. He would look panicked as he tried to shoo the Goblin to go away. ''

Morgan:"G-go, get! That's not yours!" ''The Goblin would look up at him, grumble and go back to looking through the pouch. Morgan would quickly look around before remembering his wooden sword, pulled it out and gave a solid wack on the top of its head. The Goblin would then stumble backward's then left then right before falling on its back, unconscious. Morgan would stare at the Goblin for a few moments before gathering his stuff before moving onto a different part of the treeline. ''