Runescape: Spear of the Goblin
Grog looked at the confused human. The newbie was looking around, scared. Grog called all his friends, to kill this one. He snickered and held his spear to a combat position. He jumped, and all the other goblins jumped at the noob. The newbie screamed in terror, as Grog pierced his steel spear at his stomach. He ripped out the money bag and ran to his hovel. Other goblins chased him for it. Grog jumped to a nearby creek, and he hid quietly. The other dumb goblins ran to the hovel. He was in trouble, he had to move to another tribe, or the others will kill him. He tightened his belt, and he ran to the deeps of the forest.
It was night, nearby owls hooted as he ran through the trees. Twigs snapped as his green feet moved on. His goblin instinct told him to go west, to the Port Sarim area. He saw a huge, hollow log, and he dwelled inside it for the night. The moss comforted him as he slept.
It was morning; the cry of the rooster woke him up. He felt his stomach grumble. He headed towards the sound of the rooster. He was so lucky; there was a huge house, with a pen filled chicken. He looked for humans, but there was none. But suddenly, a big, dog appeared. This was trouble. There was a stile he could climb. He brandished his spear, and he quickly snuck to the stile. He climbed it, and killed the dog. The dog was no problem now, he found a sack, and he attached it to his strap. He snatched some chickens and quickly put it in his bag. He jumped in triumph, he ran to his log to feast on the chicken. He took out his knife and sliced a chicken in half; he gorged on the chicken, and fulfilled his hunger. he kept some chickens as a gift for the other tribe. He saw a huge puff of smoke, he walked slowly towards it.
Grog looked at the new tribe. There was a huge stone head, with hobgoblins and hovels! He ran to the village. "Greetings!" an old goblin grunted. Grog handed the chickens and looked at his new village. It was just perfect. He saw a stall with a monk of Zaromak behind it. Grog walked to him. "Now, what can I do for you?" he said. "Can I buy meat pie?" Grog said dumbly. The monk nodded, and he handed it to him and said, "10 gp," Grog took out ten gp, and handed to his rough hands. A man, wearing full black, ran to the village with some bronze-wearing noobs. "Kill them all!" he yelled. The monk took out some runes, and chanted a evil spell, a whip of blood knocked down the strong user. Grog took out his spear, and he stabbed a bronze man on the head. It penetrated the bronze helmet, and killed him. Grog took the spear out and started for the black man. The black user already slayed lots of goblins, this is payback…..
Grog jumped and yelled out curses as the user swung his sword around. Grog stabbed the spear at the user's chest, but unfortunately, the user stabbed him too. They were all entangled, with their weapons sticking into each other's guts. The goblins looked sadly, as the blood of the two creatures spilled on the dirty ground. The human and Grog closed their eyes……..