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

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[i]Day 4: A matter of bones continued[/i]

Zectoll had slept soundly that night, his belly full of savory meat. He roused from his slumber lazily, standing to stretch his body before going about the day. Though he had wanted to venture out into the forest to search for more materials, he heeded Grandpa Goblins words and stayed within the safety of the cave. The sound of furious wind and unrelenting rain was exciting to the ear, spurring Zectoll to pursue the idea that had come to him last night. He gathered up all the materials in his possession, a cadre of wolf bones and the pelt of the Alpha rabbit. He looked around the cave and found some discarded rags, similar to the rags he now wore around his waist.

It had occured to him that all the beasts of the forest had some form of natural weaponry. The closet thing a goblin had to this was his hands and the meager claws that emerged from the fingertips. But unlike the beasts of the forest, goblins could enhance themselves with equipment. Zectoll took some rags, and ripped them into strips. He then took pieces of the wolf spinal cord. He noted that each link in the cord had a tooth like outgrowth on one side. He weaved the strips around several pieces of spinal cord, with the tooth like outgrowth facing outward. He then wrapped the band around his knuckles. [color=orange]Fist fangs[/color] Zectoll said to himself as he examined his handiwork. While it was certainly shoddy it was the first step to something greater. Zectoll reasoned that in order to conquer the Great Wolf on the mountain he would need to become more like such a beast. Thus he began to take an interest in weaponry that was more natural, and beast like.[color=orange]What is more natural than fighting with your own fists?[/color] Zectoll thought to himself as he pondered about the alpha rabbit he had slain yesterday, and the boar his brothers had kill. He reasonsed that the alpha rabbit had become so because it had developed his body, developed it's strength, thus it's horn and body grew, much like goblins develop and grow skills, or so he thought. The same was likely true for the boar as well, those rippling muscles had been developed through some sort of physical effort.

Zectoll decided that he would spend the day training with his knew primitive knuckle weapon and rabbit horn. The young goblin looked to the spear that Kishi had given him as he threw punches in the air, and decided he would return the weapon to its creator at the end of the day.