The Orphan
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"Hello! It's me Hubie from next door!" || Hand of Fate 2 Companion || he/him || rp/fake || PFP by Alexandra Bisson on ArtStation || Muse is a Minor, Mun is 21+ || ✒🐹
Eating more food than should be possible for his tiny body
(Sitting at the table at the elven dinner. Most certainly not an elf)
12 crazy Goblin tips to slow the Rot your Dermatologist DOESN'T want you to know about!!
Not yet corpses; still, we rot.
"But... you must be..." Checks over his notes. "Oh! My mistake! The wyrm has THREE horns of evil on its head."
"Who are you calling a worm, shortstack?" His tail flicks in annoyance.
SHRIEKS "IT'S THE WORLD-ENDING WYRM!"
Trying to hold back a sneeze
Ooh! What a pretty dragon! (Watching from a burning tree)
"But you can have more rations and less rats if you eat them! Two problems solved!"
"Oh, what have you—!" Their error strikes them true as an arrow. "I meant I'll need more [rations,] not more rats!"
He's made a replacement horn out of cedar and beeswax, but it only produces a sad hiss and explosion of sparkles when he blows on it. ".... chestnuts."
(Face-first on the ground, bleeding from several wounds. Thumbs-up)
"Alleyways are a great place for murder!" Surrounded by several armed thugs who do not look happy with the goblin's continued existence.
(He returns about fifteen minutes later, holding a dozen rats by their tails.) Got them!
You don't need to– ... Goodbye?
Oh! I can catch them! (Running off to catch the rats)
Rats in the rations. I'll have to get more.
found some cheese and chips. munch munch munch munch munch
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW!!! (He stares in awe at the flawless backflip, nearly moved to tears by her performance.) Where are you from?! That was amazing!!
RUTHIE HI!! [It's been a long time since she got an accounting of one like him - but she mimics a dance she saw those goblins perform when greeting each other. She stumbles - but instead of falling, she executes a perfect roundabout!]
HELLO! I'M HUBIE! WHAT'S YOUR NAME?! (Dancing and clapping around her)
[She turns into a goblin.]
"Wow! You're very tall! Are you a Priestess of the Cold?" Craning his head back to see the woman's face.
The extremely tall woman crouched, taking the pastry from the little creature. “Thank you, child. An offering of food is one of the kindest gestures one can make.”
Offering the reader a half-eaten pasty. "You look hungry!"
12 crazy Goblin tips to slow the Rot your Dermatologist DOESN'T want you to know about!!
Not yet corpses; still, we rot.
"Lots of my blood was just used in a ritual!" Collapses to the ground.