Donald drifted like a feather on the wind weaving between the trees gales slashed about as he reached the forests center hiding himself behind the thick brush peering into the clearing ahead. sprawling with mud huts wove with thatch and bone were the hovels of the goblins. their lanky figure pasted a putrid shade of green as they stalked about their daily tasks. eagerly Devouring small critters and any manner of edible thing they could get their hands on. they were fearsome not for their skill or strength but their sheer overwhelming numbers that could drown you in a mountain of corpses. as Donald watched the creature's a force almost a yearning called out to him pleading with him. like a chaotic fire of destruction wanting to burn the very ashes of the earth to smoldering cinders. it wanted him to rampage, to plunder and destroy these worthless vermin." Get ahold of yourself!" he whispered in a quiet voice before slaping his face to regain his clarity. " What is happening to me nowadays everything feels so wrong?" though he tried to keep quiet it was in vain soon attracting the attention of a goblin on patrol. the goblin hearing a noise began approaching the bush.
'shit shit shit! I was just trying to scout out the nest not dive right into it!' with a pang Donald rolled backwards as the goblins club smacked the ground with a bang finally getting a look at the person that had intruded upon its nest. Donald spiraled quickly grabbing hold of the short dagger laced to his hip. He had not planed on fighting them today but his plans had all gone out the window. with a snarl the goblin rushed forward Donald ducking under the monsters club and returning a slash to its abdomen forcing the goblin back before barreling forward once again. Donald bobed and weived glancing blows spuring up dust and scratches on his clothes the goblin covered in shallow cuts. seeing an opening Donald launched forward severing the goblins arm from its body. letting out a guttural screech before being dispatched by Donald with a blow to the back of it's head. A blue flash like a wisp of smoke drifted from the goblins mouth, then like a Crack of lightning the snap of a bill lached onto the soul then vanished as if it was never there. as of a fire were in his belly destroy all he consumed he only hunkered more. on the brink of snapping down onto the goblins corpse like a ravenous beast he snapped his head back a arrow whistling past his face. "close" he said "way too freaking close!!" he spat throwing himself to the right skidding across the damp grass of the forest as 2 more arrows sank into the ground right where he had been. looking up he could see 3 archers in the distance.
"Glark Glaug!" the first goblin shouted shaking his bow in frustration after missing his shot." blar blar" the shorter duo of goblins patted the larger of their trio on the back as they took aim just barely missing their shots aswell. their grimy green skin pulsing with lean muscles as they were in a dry from the intruder. Alerted by the sounds of battle a squad of goblin clubman had rushed over their tattered loincloths accompanied by mismatched peices of leather dried and cracked from the sun. mismatched studded with hardened hide making them quite comical. the target wearing a old rust bucket of a helmet on its head approached the leading archer with a stern look on its face. "Gob GA deg gra gmash Glaug!" the archer captain responded "en gmash Glaug phtag phtag en gmash." shaking his head the clubman captain shook his head and pointed to his squad "GOB GA! Gmash!" and his 4 underlings rushed forward with a charge, their leader staying behind to asses the situation. a great scowl of thinking upon its face.
Donald breathed a sigh of relief though it was in vein for the next moment 4 goblins with clubs ran at him with wild abandon. they looked much tougher than the last one and he was not likeing his chances. The first struck his chest knocking the air from his lungs, the second and third slamed into his right side the creak of his bones shaking his skull as he was tossed aside like a ragdoll. He gasped for air cursing his fate as the fourth closed in to smash his skull into peices 'NOO!' his mind screamed 'NOT LIKE THISS!' and with a rush of adrenaline he slashed upward with his dagger slicing clean through the 4th goblins arm sending the creature reading back clutching at its non-existant limb as it fell backwards screeching. the blood splashed against his skin his face and lips painted a ugly shade of muddy green. he liked his lip the taste of molting garbage scratched his tongue but the taste practically sent his mind into a frenzy the world beginning to become misty in his vision as he unged toward the 1st goblin plunging his dagger deep into its chest but failing to pull it back before the second swung it's club forcing him backward. arrows flashed past the sides of his face leaving scratches but he paid them no mind. the third goblin leaped into the air the tip of the club flashing past Donald's nose before colliding with the floor. stepping on the club and riping the goblin from it with his bare hands he pulled the goblin up like a shield. three arrows planted in its back forcing the creature to let out a groan as wisps of life flead from its lips. tossing the corpse aside he picked up the departed's club breaking into a flurry of blows before naught but mangled corpses and piles of mush lied around him. arrows lodged within his arms and legs but he simply snapped off the arrowheads and charged forward a manic grin across his face.
'gahhh grrrr' in a panic the goblin archers fell overthemselves in a panic. alarms began blaring into the den sending the whole colony into full alert but Donald paid it no mind. caught in a daze he spun the dagger upon his palm freshly ripped from a goblins chest. it jumped and flipped into a reverse grip as he slashed an archers head from its shoulders. as he slased toward the second a massive pang resounded as his blade was met by a gnarled twisted club of ironwood a dark shadow cast by the welders helm on his swampy face. blow after blow the pangs and colliding sound of metal on metal rang out as the blade scratched the goblin the club scraped past Donald's chest. dropping to the floor to avoid a massive swing Donald spun into a low roundhouse taking the goblin captain off balance. wit a kick up to his feet his dagger welding fist punched out leaving a gash on the goblins cheek as it was sent sprawling to the side. with a bound he reached the goblin who hastily tried to knock its arrow to no avail before its skull was kicked into the ground and with a loud cracking the goblin would wake no more. the last archer flead before it could meet the same a rabid howl flew out of its mouth. also Donald could not keep up being stopped by the remaining and captain a dark scowl"blar gah gah" he patterned seemingly catching its breath and spoke with a gnarled voice" bah huuman dar not outlast gus" in broken common the goblin spoke before a tensed scilence fell on the battle field neither making the first move.