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Shes always nice, if abit.... spacy? So... best you head down and figure out whats going on. Narrator! Take him away!

You do, in fact, look outside your window. Rather easy since its rather big. Hey, maybe your bro got a motorcycle running?

First of all YOU ARE NOT BALD JUST SHAVED OKAY!?!?! SHAVED NOT BALD!!! YOU HAVE VERY SHORT HAIR AND IT IS OKAY AND NOBODY IS LAUGHING AT YOU! SO MANY OTHERS ARE ALSO BALD. WHICH YOU ARE NOT. AND LIVE HAPPY LIVES! Your hair will grow back in time! And theres no need to worry. Or...

Your nerd Manual stands triumphant atop your bookshelf, on a shelf on it's own next to a couple figures you had made for your precious characters. Smagbar the Barbarian. Garsengmon the Wizard. And Smiley Pete the Rogue. Pete wasn't your favorite, but he certainly was a good fellah despite...

Ah yes the star charts, you have a couple pinned to the walls for ease of access (Plus they look nice) so thats a simple task. Upon the wall you eye the one for your hemisphere and think on what should be seen at this date.... Speaking of it's one of your friend's birthdays today right? Should...

> PoopFart Snickerbottom Wrong > Stink DonkeyFlute Rude > Jaze Keyman You are infact Kaze Keyman, a sixteen year old young man who is currently looking at yourself in a mirror and hateing the fact you have to wear that stupid bandanna, You hate it, you are certain it hates you, but it's...

initative Towards the stream he runs.

Gorgorigo has been here before. When friends tell of where honey comes from he went to investigate. He thought they be docile like cows. They were not. With a swat the gnoll tossed the beehive off his lap, and all but leapt from his horse to run for cover.

"Shit." Gorgorigo tried to get away, failing to get away from the sticky situation.

"...I worry not, no branch hurt Gorgorigo." he finally stopped laughing, for abit at least. "it either tree rat or something, pay no mind to branches."

Gorgorgio's perception +1

Gorgorigo is to busy laughing at Gerak.

"Am ready, can protect skinny ones. Female dosen't eat well I see. No meat on bone, easy twig to snap..." he tapped the shoulder of Athaclenne, a nail bouncing softly off the clothes. "Long ears... but no body... All fat go to chest?" He paused to consider his words, she did have a rather...

Gorgorigo has no true strong feelings one way or another he only notes. "if fight happen, focus on living, not death of enemy."

The scent pained his nose, the taste was tongue curdling, the texture was as smooth as a battle axe's haft... God it was so good. "Gah! Stings the nose. Wonderful!" He took the shot without so much a problem, his tongue curdled at the sting. "Phew... Like a punch in the face, feel alive haha!"

"...Many things that are dangerous hold great beauty... Revelry in the rose is to accept the thorns..." the gnoll stared out into the woods beyond the gate, letting words seep out. "...Or so my friend say." he snapped out of his stupor to take his balde out of the fire, sniffed it a few times...

"Home is yours, I cannot say where you go." the gnoll motioned forward nonetheless. "Luck I have, come when attack happen." he spoke in his gutteral tones, his demeanor was still somewhat on guard from it all... And with new people. "...Save trouble... Gnoll not very welcome with no snouts."

Gorgorigo snorts loudly in his seat nearby a firepit amidst the little fort's courtyard. He didn't quite like staying inside, what with all the stares he was getting... better than pitchforks at least, pitchfork wounds are the worst. Not only are there multiple prongs... they aren't quite...

"...Still hungry..." the gnoll turned, leaving it to the others.

The thin girl had attempted to calm the horse it seems.. and got hurt... Gorgorigo thinks this is because she is not eatting right, she must get more meat on the bone if you are going against a bigger creature. Horse has meat, but not for eatting as many say... But people eat cows... But don't...