Adventures Of A Goblin

"you look at me well, and tell me what specie of monster do you think I belong in".

"i don't know, that is why I am asking".

"hmm....,though I do believe you should already know my race from the language I am speaking".

"your language and your body figure, does not match each other. The only race I know of that speaks your kind of language, are the Goblins. And your body figure, does not look anything like the Goblins".

"yeah I thought so too. You see, my racial feature is something I got thanks to the help of my good friend named Oracle".

"got?".

Orun's word did not make much sense to the Wyvern leader, especially when he said the 'got' part.

A race isn't something that is given or chosen by anyone else. It's an inner circle you have been binded to by birth, and only through evolution can one's race be changed. Even then, evolution does not exactly change one's race, it just elevates one into an upper echelon of the race chain.

Orun saying he got his race with the help of someone, is the same as saying, keep your mouth shut and don't ask what does not concern you. Meaning, he has no plan of telling her and choose to avoid the question with a confusing answer.

The Wyvern leader on the other hand, was not going to give up on asking. She was curious on what race Orun really belongs to, and will only stop asking when Orun directly tells her to stop.

"when you say someone, do you mean like an imaginary type or like a real someone, someone".

"its not really imaginary, and it's not realistic either. How do I put this? Just think of it as a skill trying to put its master in a better condition, you get it".

His words just keeps on pushing the Wyvern leader further down the confusion lane.

The way Orun explained his racial circumstance, was just too casual enough for the Wyvern leader to believe his words to be true.

It's like one of your friend who is used to making silly jokes telling you directly to your face, Hey I Killed someone. Who would want to believe that friend especially when that friend puts on a serious face while saying it.

The part where he mentioned a skill helping its master, like the skill itself was self conscious, is something the Wyvern leader had never heard about since her time of being alive, and it made her doubt that Orun had any plan of ever telling her the truth, and so she decided to drop the topic.

"you know, I am also curious about how you can speak the language of the Goblin kind. As a Wyvern, are you not supposed to have a language of your own".

"we do have our Wyvern language, but I also learned other languages as well. I find joy in it to be able to communicate with a race other than where I was born into. Only if we understand each other, can we get to know each other better, Is what I believe".

Orun in his mind, commended the kind of thought the Wyvern leader has. That phrase is something he understands himself, and has also being affected by it, like in the case of the humans he met.

"yeah, I understand that part well. You know, due to the language barrier, I had to kill a bunch of humans when I woke up. If only we understood each other, I am sure we could have worked things out without having to resort to bloodshed".

"humans? You want to work things out with humans? Humans?".

The Wyvern leaders tone sounded cold, asking Orun several times just to be sure he knew what he was talking about.

"yes humans. What is the matter with that".

"listen here, I don't know where you are from, but in this parts, it is common knowledge that monster kind are the natural enemies of humans, the same goes for them".

"i know that much. I have seen the eyes with which they use to look at me, but if I were able to communicate with them, I can convince them that I am not a bad monster".

"communicate with humans? I have to ask, what part exactly are you from? You are the first monster kind I have ever seen that wants to communicate with humans, much less mingle with them".

"no, don't get me wrong. I said communicate, I don't mean live with them. If we can communicate, we can better understand to leave each other alone and not get on our nerves. If we do that, I believe whatever strife is going on between humans and monsters can be solved".

"there is no way that is going to happen. Humans have loathed monsters, and monsters have too. They invade our territories to kill us and claim our body parts, for their selfish gains".

"everybody knows that humans are diabolical beings that cannot be reasoned with, and the strife between humans and monsters alike, will never cease to end".

The Wyvern leader just confirmed to Orun how deep the hatred between humans and monsters run. Now that he has found out, he notes himself strictly on ever trying to go into a human settlement.

"so, where are we going, I can't quite make out the map's direction while up in the air".

Using his perception skill while flying on the Wyvern leader's back, the only thing he could make out, are the small birds flying within range of the Wyvern pack. Every other thing, looks blank and empty in his head.

He is riding along with the Wyverns, sitting on their leader's back and hitching a ride to who knows where? Orun felt uncomfortable with that thought.

Just blindly following them without any specific information on where they are headed to, he doesn't want that at all.

"you said you were hungry".

"and?...."

He is not planning on bragging or anything, but if food is what they planned on treating him to, Orun was pretty sure he knew how to get himself some decent meat to satiate his hunger with until tomorrow comes.

He is also sure that the Wyverns are aware of this, since the only reason why they came after him in the first place is because he was stealing and scaring away their food, leaving them with only little to hunt.

"your method of hunting is excellent, but far too aggressive".

The Wyvern leader was very much aware of what Orun's 'and' were implying, which is why she plans on bringing down his prided act, and show him exactly how real predators hunt down their preys.

"Aggressive? My method brings me food to the table. Enough food to having me falling asleep on, though I do end up getting even more hungry when I wake up. But still, I am pretty sure my hunting skills are top grade".

"if you mean against the weaker preys, then yes, your hunting methods are top grade against them. But if you mean against preys that can prove to be very troublesome and feisty to deal with? Then no, your hunting skills are crap against it".

"is that so? What exactly is this troublesome and feisty prey we are going to be hunting".

Orun asks with curiosity about the kind of monster that can prove to be feisty against sixteen Wyvern pack all moving together in the air.

"just wait until you see it".

The Wyvern leader replied him, with a smirk on her scary looking face.