*searches boxes/jars/bones for key*

Running in with the pace of a marching soldier he swings repeatedly well trained yet random slashes till the blade hits boxes,jars, and just about anything breakable. Then with a sudden stop he stoops and searches the rubble. A splinter hangs in his thumb liek a scorpions stinger. With a yelp he jumps back, quickly retreiving a potion, drinking heavily of the red fluid. The splinter is surprisingly still there, yet no damage has it done. Running around in a circle before smashing face first into a wall he rubs against it as he jogs heedless of the brick now roughly caresses his helms nose guard.

"Gotta be a beta key around here some where..." he says to himself, out loud in a large bubble before running outside to butcher hapless chickens for their coins/small pouches/beaks(used in crafting supposedly)



((I dont know how to post a big picture or nuffin so i wrote a rpg short asking for the beta key. ^,^;))