O' Valley of Plenty

I stood in the ground on a beautiful valley. In the distance was a river and behind me was a forest. I smiled, thinking of what better more but to spawn in a great location.

I whiffed the fresh air as I started to run down the valley. I didn't notice but behind me was someone, a fellow goblin but we'll talk about that later.

I ran down the valley to find a stick and two stone. I need to make a small knife or else this sensitive body will die if I get charged by a small boar. I would, in theory, would die if I fight an adult house cat.

A few minutes, I found a small twig and two stones. I squatted as I hit the two rocks together, beating the sides to make a thin enough edge to slice through flesh.

"Ahhh, I forgot to make a rope... where am I going to find one?" I mumbled as I looked back into the forest. I took my twig and rock and ran inside the forest.

I ran through the forest and scratched ever tree I see, "I need to find a tree trunk that is tough enough to hold a wooden kinfe." I muttered to myself as I looked at a interesting tree.

I slowly stopped running as the tree I encountered was different. It was considered a black sheep among the trees. It has a white trunk and the leaves were red in color, so without further ado, I stripped down a thin line of trunk to find it was extremely tough.

"This is perfect!" I smiled as I felt something of an achievement.

I squatted down and formed the twig, rock, and wrapped it with a twig to hold it together and done!

I held down with the blade behind my hand, "Ehnn, it has an okay grip." I muttered as a bush shook.

With a stance, I was ready.

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I wished it was a boar but...