Day One: Morning

[Burter]

Face to Face

Garlic Jr

Minoshia

The bloodthirsty Konat saw the goblin before he noticed anything. Both had walking in the same direction until Minoshia finally looked to the left beyond the row of trees to see what was on the other side. Immediately, he halted and dropped his bag.

Garlic Jr stopped when he heard the bag hit the ground. When he turned, Minoshia was just crossing under the trees and towards him. "Whoa!" the goblin said quickly, raising up his gun from his bag and dropping the duffel sack.

Upon releasing the trigger, a round spud shot out at a fast speed and knocked Minoshia right in his wavy-haired head. Shocked, he backed up, grunting and holding his head. "What the Hell?!"

"You've just been potato'd!" Garlic announced. Then he hesitated, "...Okay, that sounded a lot better in my head."

Minoshia was not up for fun and games. He had come into this game to spill some blood, and the goblin looked like he had plenty worth losing. "You stupid little midget!" He shouted, leaping forward. "HA!" Before Garlic could react, Mino's foot came hurling towards his chin.

The little goblin lept into the air above Minoshia, avoiding the kick. He used a hand to grab a branch, aiming his spud gun down again at the Konat's head.

Garlic was no pussy when it came to fighting, but he wasn't an idiot either. Better to live to fight another day then die here before he had the chance to strike.

Minoshia jumped up after him as he climbed on the branch, grunting from the potatos bashing into his head. One in particular shattered his nose, causing him to fall downwards and hit the ground, hard.

The little goblin grinned as it cocked the gun and used the trees to head off. He was tempted to strike Mino while he was down, but best not to risk losing a limb when he already had the upper hand.

Garlic was literally whistling as he headed off via the trees. Minoshia, on the other hand, was pissed.

42 Remaining

Minoshia's nose is broken. Minor injury