MLML begins to tread down the path toward his next destination. The dirt path is only wide enough for a singular wagon or cart. In the miles around Greenflower, there are continuous rolling hills. Beautiful flowers bloom this time of year. During spring, wheat, corn, and other crops are grown by farmers on the outskirts of town. He passes the occasional shallow river with crystal clear water. It is home to a variety of fish species. This water is relatively safe to drink without even being boiled. MLML stops to fill up with water skin that is made from tanned leather that his father signal gave to him. Trees are lacking in this geographic area. Most of the houses in the town of Greenflower were constructed with imported wood. The only vegetation, other than tall grasses, is bushy trees that are no more than 20 feet tall. He is currently making good pace. Guided by old farm fences on either side of him.
It was actually quite a boring start to his journey. The only form of entertainment was either working out his forearms or his inner thoughts, which usually brought him more heartache than boredom relief. He also whistled melodies that contained no rhythm or pitch.
After his first full day of travel, he finally found a suitable spot to set up camp. It was definitely a place that has been used as a campsite prior. It was just under a wispy bush-like tree. There was a fireplace and several logs set around in a circle as seats.
MLML got to work, collecting kindling and other items that would burn well. He would not be able to have a large fire, because of the lack of trees in the area. So thin dead branches, some old fence material, and some dead grasses would have to do. He smacked his rock-hard forearms off his flint, which caused a spark that ignited the fire with ease.
He sat down and picked through his package from Chuck. He decided to finally try on the robe he was given. Before, he wore just dirty hemp clothes that looked similar to Swiss cheese. The black robe covered his body and slid on perfectly. Once it reached his forearms it compressed them to that of the average beta male. This in no way decreased his power but gave him the grower, not a shower effect. The robe was in pristine condition; the embroidered silver line that ran down the arms and back seemed to have magical resistance enchanted onto it.
Soon after MLML decided to settle in for the night, the day's fatigue finally started to catch up with him. He had never camped out alone before, so he planned a unique way to keep watch, and catch some z's. He climbed up to the near top of the 20-foot tree, latched his forearms to the tree, and hung. He looked like a big bat, sleeping soundly in the natural cavernous ecosystem it was home to.
He slept soundly until morning came. When a ray of light finally beamed him in the eye, around daybreak, he could tell something was off. Just below where he was hanging was a goofy ass-looking goblin wearing overalls with a beer belly peering at him. A top of his head was a conical hat that just accentuated his stupidity.
The tubby little goblin continued to stare. In response MLML didn't hesitate, he let go of the branch and dropped. He landed hands first and his forearms easily withstood the fall. His hands bore into the earth as a counterbalance as he shot himself onto his feet.
The goblin was in obvious shock from the contorted look on his face.
MLML greeted him, "What do you desire Goblin, is it my coin, perhaps my wares? If so you will meet your end."
The Goblin put his hands up in an elastic fashion and shook them back and forth.
"No, No, good sir I was just watching, you have incredible strength to hang there for so long. I got here at sunrise and it's 12 PM already!"
"Well, I'd be a disappointment to my family if I couldn't do that much".
"Wait, Goblin, how are you speaking Common?"
"I'm not speaking common, I'm speaking my language?"
They both looked at each other in earnest confusion.
Then a lightbulb went off in MLML's head. It must be one of this new robes enchantments.
He then explained his thesis to the Goblin.
"Hey, Mr. Goblin, what's your name?"
"Oh, it's uhm, Goblee! Nice to meetcha!"
"I'm MLML, nice to meet you too. I come from Greenflower a day from here to the Northeast".
"Never heard of it, I'm kinda lost you could say. I'm a good couple 100 miles away from my village. I banged the chief's wife, and he wasn't happy, before he could behead me I skipped town."
"I wasn't asking for your TMI-filled backstory, but okay."
It was at this moment that Goblee had a strange look of motivation deep inside his yellow eyes that shined amber in the morning sun.
"Train me to become stronger, I can tell you are one with great physical prowess, that robe won't hide the fact that you hung from that tree for hours. If I don't become stronger the chief might track me down and kill me. I need strength.
MLML thought to himself, well he never had thought about training anyone. He had in a way helped train his late friend, Craig. That was more of a friendship than a master and student relationship though. It was also kind of weird for a 2-and-a-half-year-old to be a master of a Goblin in the middle of his years. He came to a conclusion, fuck it why not. Maybe this would lead him to become stronger, or maybe it wouldn't might as well try.
"Fuck it, yeah sure, one problem though, never mind actually 2. You're a goblin most humans will try to kill you on sight. 2 You are going to have to pay from my forearm wisdom. 5 copper a day, no more, no less".
Goblee seems to think about it for a moment, then gives his 2 cents. "Well, I don't have any money. Can I owe you a debt, till I can pay you?"
"Yeah, I guess that's fine".
"I could wear a cloak whenever we go into human cities and stuff as well"
"That should work".
That's when Goblee got down on his hands and knees. He was still just barely taller than MLML.
"Take good care of me master MLML"
That was the start of an apprenticeship that would alter the course of this world's history.
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