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[@Eklispe][@Kejmur][@Holy Soldier][@Belwicket]
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[i] The interior inside Grandma Ginny's house was very tight squeezed. It was obvious how many rooms resided in the house. By first inspection, the room walking in was the living room. It had a worn couch; its cushions were in bad shape as fluff was beginning to pour out. The rug looked stained and probably could tell the history of the room from ten years ago. The bookcase did not look sturdy and was covered in dust.

 A door led to an opened bedroom. On the bed was a mountain of clothes and an ironing board set up to the side. Not much else could be seen from the front door. 

 Adjacent to the living room was the kitchen area. The area had an opened wall to enter and the living room was in the same shape. The tiles on the floor were coming off and the place smelled like burned cooking. Inside was a black cauldron sitting warmly on the stove. It bubbled rapidly.[/i]

 Grandma Ginny turned off the heat and began coughing roughly. "Who? What?" She turned around and smiled creepily at Orion. Her smile turned immediately to a unimpressed expression. "Huh, I was expecting more of a muscle-bound type of guy. I guess this is what I get from posting on the board. I can't be too picky." She cackled. 

[i] Grandma Ginny looked frail and old. Her wrinkles on arms and face were clear as day. She had a long blouse on along with a jacket overneath. She had fuzzy slippers on her feet and her hair stretched down to her shoulders. She had some color in her atleast.[/i]

"Alright, so my soup tastes like shit," she said bluntly. She grabbed a ladel on her table and proceeded to dunk it inside the cauldron. "Don't believe me? Try it for yourself." She handed the ladel over to Orion. Grandma Ginny then fished her hand out of her pocket to take out a folded piece of paper. The paper seemed to have a peculiar glow to it that only Orion could see. "Here's a few items I need to get. You might want to do it before sundown," she warned.

[hr]

 The man with the ax stopped hitting the trees. "I'm sorry; I can't." He then began striking down the bark again. "You didn't say please..." He commented. The man with the ax began laughing with every swing. He had to stop chopping wood to catch his breath. "Okay, I'm just kidding. But yeah, you should work on your mannerisms though." 

 The man with the ax elbowed Regina in the shoulder in a joking manner. "There's a lot of you today, huh? Well, you just want to keep heading that way," he pointed north. "At the center of this forest is a village. Head there and you'll be good." He gripped both hands on his ax and prepared to swing at the tree again. 

"I would lead you there myself, but I really have to make my quota." The man with the ax was going to swing, but stopped mid-way. "Oh, and try getting there before dark, alright?" He chucked his ax immediately after and continued his work. 

[hr]

The slower goblin was not able to catch the dog. It had completely slipped past him and was no match in speed. The leader goblin was too preoccupied with trying to get the others that he did not see the dog coming at him. He expected the dog was just an ordinary mutt and had no ulterior motives. 

 The leader goblin fell straight through the hole from the push landing among the other trapped goblins. The slower goblin was enraged that his party was fooled by this dog. Aiming carefully, he chucked his dagger at the Hiraku. Pulling out another right after, he darted towards the dog and enabled a war cry. "You stupid dog!"


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