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@Jangel13

Gabi sighed and shrugged her shoulders. "I guess you're right. I don't know. Maybe I shouldn't be trying so hard to force her to be so much like me. It's just that she's so immature and curious all the time. I worry that it might one day get her in some serious trouble." Once the hoe had been repaired, she accepted it from him with a warm smile. "Thank you, Olric. I really appreciate it. And sure, I can stick around to talk for a little while longer. Although I do need to get back to the fields and finish with the farming for the day, it's not necessarily a rush."
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Nabi was standing near Taurl, grabbing a sack of flour and some dried meat, which was pretty much all that she could carry, when she too noticed the unusual looking headdress. She furrowed her brow and crinkled her nose. "Ty, what is that?" she asked, unable to help notice he'd barely taken his eyes off of it since he saw it.
Nabi crept her way closer to the storehouse of the rival goblin tribe. Her bare feet moved swiftly over the dirt while her head was on a swivel, worried that there might be some goblin sentries around. That was the last thing that she and the rest of the party needed. Fortunately, it looked like the coast was clear. When she reached the storehouse, Nabi looked both ways just to be sure there was nobody around and then grabbed the door and pulled it open. It looked like the rivals had quite a bit of food stored. Well, it was time for them to share.

"I wouldn't be surprised at all if Nabi took you up on that offer and came to help here in the forge with you. Which is okay, although it really shouldn't be where her focus is. A young female like her has other ways to serve the tribe." Gabi did get frustrated with her sister quite often, but she was still holding out hope that Nabi would become more mature in time.

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Nabi listened to Ty explain their goal to hit the storehouse to her and the others, listening intently to make sure that she didn't miss a single detail. She wanted to make sure that she was as ready as possible. Then she noticed his gaze settle on her before he warned her to make sure that she didn't let the rivals get her. She didn't have to ask him why. She had a pretty good idea what would happen if she were caught. Her stomach tightened at the terrifying thought.

"I couldn't agree more," Gabi said while she watched Olric work. It was actually pretty peaceful here in her opinion. The smells of the forge, and the sounds of the fires crackling, it was all comforting to her. It was one of the reasons that she enjoyed coming here, but not the only reason. "Well, if our tribe ever ends up in an open conflict with another tribe or even another race, we'll need you to make weapons more than ever."

@Jangel13
"I'm sure that you will one day," Gabi said. "I know that you don't get the recognition that you deserve compared to warriors, but I know that you are still appreciated by other goblins, even if they don't always say it. And of course we all have our jobs to do in order to support the tribe as best as we can."
@Jangel13
Gabi smiled at him as he took the hoe from her and then got to work repairing it. "Thanks. And yeah, it does seem that way. I don't know what we would do without you." She sat down on a stool nearby, which she double-checked before sitting in to make sure that it wasn't something waiting to be mended by Olric. "It's obvious that you provide a very important service to the tribe that is sorely needed all the time."
@Searat@Jangel13

Nabi smiled at him and nodded, her cheeks taking on a pink hue from the embarrassment of falling like that. "Yeah, I'll make sure that I don't make a habit of falling on top of you."

Gabi was out in the fields just outside the village walls. She was using a crude hoe, basically nothing more than a stick with a slab of scrap metal recovered from a raid on a human caravan months ago, to till the soil in preparation to plant another harvest of vegetables for the tribe. But after just a row and a half, she truck the soil with the hoe and the end cracked and fell off. She groaned as she bent down to pick it up. It didn't look like something that she could fix herself, but she knew a certain blacksmith that could probably help her out. So with the two pieces of the tool in hand, she made her way to Olric's hut.
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