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Date Posted: 15:37:16 04/27/01 Fri
*I fly toward a goblin, and sit down* "Hi. this is my story." The goblin smiles, and throws a maple tree stick into the fire. I notice a golden tooth in the goblin, but carry on with my story. "I once was a plain tiger." The goblin stares at me in amazement.
"Can you morph?" That was the first time I heard him talk. His voice was gruff and squeaky, but he seemed kind. I shook my head no.
"I don't need to," I answered "I can fly, and I can scratch and bite."
The goblin looked at me in suprise. "Are you an immortal?"
I laugh," No. I can die, but I hope you don't kill me." I smile, and show him my sharp teeth. He smiled back, and I noticed the gold tooth again. I had to know where that came from. It was bothering me to death. I looked him over, and I noticed a small dagger latched onto a back pack sitting by the fire. I heard the fire crackle, and the goblin took out his dagger, and started sharpening it.
"Go on." The goblin said. I looked wearily at him, but went on.
"Well, When my father tiger married a hawk, I became a hawk/tiger thing. I'm a halfling, if you want to call it that." I looked at the goblin intensely. "by the way," I added " Whats your name?"
"I don't got no name." The goblin said, a look of sadness overwhelming him.
"Well, I'll call you Duncan."
"Sounds great." Duncan said, eyes widening.
I went back on with my story. "My guardian, trained me to be the best fighter around. I supposedly still am,"
Duncan cut me off "Don't be braggin' now. Ain't no one better than me."
I looked at him with a look of amusement, but quickly looked away, knowing that this 3 foot high creature would be offended. "Anyway," I said "I've been here for a while, fighting all I can, and winning almost every battle. I've yet to beat Frostarr, though."
Duncan looked at me. "I've beaten Frostarr, I beat him bad!" I looked away swiftly, and started laughing. I knew this conversation was going no where. I saw him smile, and there that ugly gold tooth was, killing me!
"where'd that gold tooth come from?" I asked, slightly embarrased.
"No wheres."
"Okay..." I could tell it was a sensitive subject for him. "I best be going," I said. I started walking away until Duncan called out to me.
"No one ever stays...." I looked at him in suprise. "I'll be seein ya." He put his dagger in his back pack, and walked off.
I flew off, screeching now,"squack!!!!Squack!!!" Normally when people hear my screech, they scream in pain, and become deaf. But, no one did that. I know knew why Duncan had a gold tooth, and why he was deaf...
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