[h1][center][color=orange]Zectoll[/color][/center][/h1]

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[i]A matter of bones[/i]

Zectoll found his way to the cave, finding Grandpa standing at the entrance. 

[color=8dc73f]"You were so quiet. Make some noise when you walk you could have given this old goblin a heart attack"[/color] 

Realizing that he was home, and relatively safe Zectoll deactivated his predator stance, falling into his normal relaxed state. Zectoll smiled at Grandpa Goblin though his attention was quickly brought to the triumphant return of Lomen and Kishi. Zectoll went over to his kin, examined the large boar they had brought back and smiled wide. [color=orange] Look at the hide of this one. This creature has wealth beyond it's meat.[/color] Zectoll said a look of wonder in his eyes. He soon felt himself becoming tired from todays activitie, and decded to retire to his corner of the cave.

He spent the rest of the evening picking clean the wolf bones of meat, and attempting to skin his horned rabbit. He had watched Lomen do it before, so he surmised he would simply try and emulate the technique. His mind began thinking of ways to use the bones to his advantage. Each creature he encountered had some type of natural weapon, the wolves have their fangs, the rabbits have their horns, and the boars have their tusks. He looked down at this hands, the hands that had dealt death to wolf and rabbit using the spear. An idea bega to emerge in his head.