butcherpuppy

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  Waiting for wounds to naturally heal while fighting your own exhaustion from drawing you into its depths is much harder than it seems, the pain that forces my mind to stay awake while the heat and the fluid rapidly drain into the crushed tall grass ying beneath me has me fighting with my everything to not fall asleep.

  The horrible sensation of torn flesh pulling itself back together causes my scalp to tingle, waves of euphoria bnket my mind. "a-ahhmm...?"

  Everytime the breeze kisses the open cerations bnketing my stomache and arms, it causes an electric like shooting through my nerves. "mngh-ph..?"

  The fatty white tissue slowly being reeled back into my brusing skin causes a sharp sting to pulse with every heart beat. "oouumm.?"

  My stomache letting out a slightly foul odour as the intenstines once shielded behind the emaciated abdominal muscles slightly hang from the torn skin. "ack.. uugmm?"

  Ever so often my eyes unblur as a blue text becomes more and more prominent in my retina before quickly starting to blur once again.

  'Regeneration +1'

  After what seems like an impossibly long amount of time and no less than four or five more notifications appear my body has gradually become stable.

  The sticky blood caking onto my now positively useless clothing starts to create friction in between my arms and torso, the rubbing sensation is far from pleasant as I run my hands over the smoothening skin that has begun to cover the previously grevious wounds.

  Now standing I scrunch my toes into the soaked grass beneath me I grimace as I look towards the green creature that I almost just became a victim of.

  It's skull seems to have deformed from one side where the impact occured and one of the yellow tinted eyeballs is hanging out of the eyesocket over its cheek. Holding my nose I undress the creatures undergarments and repce the current bottoms hanging over my frame.

  ~ A few moments ter ~

  Now that I have made my way out of the forest clearing and once again find myself walking through the familiar green scenery. I aim to finally reach some form of civilization.

  After some time of walking I notice the a gravel roadway splitting the trees and bramble down a hill just in front of me.

  Before I can rejoice at this find I hear the sound of fighting and shouting, thankfully, human shouting.

  "AY YOU FUCKS, WHAT DO I EVEN PAY YOU FOR! ITS JUST A DAMN HOARD OF SHITTY GOBLINS"

  A greasy, balding and overweight man shouts from a medieval era carriage as a group of around 25 of the small green creatures surround him and a group of 6 armoured men carrying a varying range of swords and daggers.

  On the carriage roof stands a wizard looking woman, she wears a bright red robe and is holding some form of book that she subtly gnces down at. A light glow floats down from her outstretched hand and covers the six armoured men and they seem to fight with renewed vigor.

  I notice a goblin? down the banking below me with its eyes locked onto the wizard dy, I notice it has some form of crude slingshot pulled taught and aimed in her direction.

  Knowing that this is my chance to be seen as an ally and not a burden I dash down the banking.

  Sliding down the dirt and rocks causes me slight pain as light abrasions assault my tender skin, getting my foothold I leap from the banking around 5 feet away from the goblin and jump onto its back before it notices me.

  Learning from my past mistakes I sink my teeth into its neck, forcing myself to bite down as the putrid tasting blood floods into my mouth I leverage my hands to pull away my still csped jaw from the goblins neck.

  *RIIPPP* *splurt splurt splurt*

  I fall backwards as my maw comes loose from the rough neck, spitting the gunk stuck inside of my mouth to the side I watch as the goblin can barely maintain bance. Spurts of blood spray towards me with every heartbeat as I keep my eyes peeled on the goblin.

  "HEY WATCH OUT!"

  An arrow flies past my face and lodges itself into something behind me, quickly spinning my head to my behind I see a golbin with an arrow stuck through its eye socket falling to the floor.

  My face starts to scrunch into a slight grin from pure shock at my own incompetence, I should have kept an eye on the surroundings and not just the one goblin I was actively fighting.

  "Your a fiesty one aint'cha, all that gobbo blood all over ya face looks bad missy"

  Looking around I notice all of the previously alive goblins have been dismembered in one grotesque way or the other, walking towards me is a man in chainmail like armour with leather accents over the more vital parts of his body.

  Shouldering a sword he takes of his helmet and looks down at me before showing the most cheesy grin I have ever seen.

  "Nice choice o' clothes, I can almost see yer bits. Come ov'a runt, we be heading to the city. Im sure the fatty over there won' mind ya company"

  Seeing no reason to refuse I trail behind the man and reach the carriage, now that I am closer I see the carriage pulling some type of cargo covered with tarps. Looking closely I can see some type of iron bar, animal traders maybe?

  While I am thinking about how I should present myself I look around and see a dangerous glint in all of the mens eyes, including the fat bald man sitting at the front of the carriage.

  Feeling a hand on the back of my neck I am picked up without warning and held up to the fat man.

  "I say boss! Look at this one ere', aint she jus' perfect?"

  I watch as the fat man looks at me in disgust before muttering something to the back of his now raised hand, without being able to give them any questions I feel a light prick on my neck.

  "Hey! What the... fuck.....wa.s......t.h..a..-"

  My eyes droop as all of my energy dissipates from my body and I go limp.

  Before I fully lose my awareness I hear some broken words from behind me.

  "Thr-w that thin- in the b-ck w-th the rest"

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