《Pasted Gunner》#2-Since tonight, I hate owls
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After my little fight, I looted and hid the bodies and started to make some temporary camp. The loot was: clubs and spears, two bows plus 40 arrows, sling, leather pouches and bags, 2 dead hares, 3 bone daggers and one leather canteen full of water. So I have some food at least.
I also wanted to learn about my AR, but ya know, the fight was very exhausting and my arms are still trembling. I made some noise traps first, then a simple tent (just a rope between two trees and canvas) and finally campfire.
When the hare was gutted, I grilled it. Little plain taste but OK.
This gave me a lot of time to think.
Things are going to be harsh now. I don't have a lot of food and water, this is going to be problem, I have never hunted a natural way before. There are goblins around, they must be from some tribe, which has to be not far away.
To my weapons. I have only these clubs, spears and bows. My rifle is actually here too, but without ammo and we didn't get bayonets. Air gun could be good only against birds, which I haven't seen around. Nice situation. I'll once try to forge iron. These pouches will be good material for a blower. Coal could be produced, same for furnace. Only thing that I have to, is collect some good ore, I hope there is some hematite around. Although is just a song of future yet.
About this world, please tell me there are not just goblins here. I'll go crazy in year of wandering in some God forgotten forest.
[Ahh, I am so tired. I'm gonna sleep. Hope nothing is gonna to attack me]
I rather prepared some dry long branch, that would be used as torch against animals.
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[OK, good night]
It spotted it's prey, in one deadly move, It killed the prey and ate it. Suddenly It spotted an orange light and came closer.
There was some creature It had never seen before. That something looked like big goblin, but goblins didn't dare to come so deeply into It's territory at night. It wasn't stupid, this creature seems really big, even bigger than It itself. But this intruder is inside It's territory, yet, It was hungry and bloodthirsty. It will be careful, cunning and deadly, It will win!
I was looking at night sky, its absolutely beautiful. Back on Earth was too much of light pollution, so stars were rarely visible. This planet have two moons. One smaller and one bigger. The bigger one is about quarter smaller than Earth's Moon, the smaller one is in size about only two-thirds of it's bigger sibling.
Yet they are beautiful, the big one has color of sulfur and the small one look like Mars. But something interrupted me.
Some shadow, slow but quiet, was approaching me. I think I had never been so fast. I grabbed the branch and pointed it ahead of me. Then a sudden impact threw me a meter or two back.
Assailant was owl. Fuckin big owl. That bastard has to have at least meter and half. It's talons were as big as my palm with fingers. I don't wanna to imagine what would if I haven't noticed this big bastard, but it wouldn't be happy.
Now it was approaching me, however, have you even seen an owl running?
Although the owl was clumsy, when it catches me, I'll be dead. I took myself up and grabbed the branch again.
"Let's fight ya bastard" I shouted and thrust the branch like a pike.
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