Earlier that day around 1 AM<br/><br/>It was especially dark this night. It was around midnight, or maybe it was just random. Perhaps it was that this night was the night Skarsnik ventured from his lair. Either way it was perfect camouflage for this aged and tormented goblin. This night was different because of the unusual darkness. It was because this night Skarsnik had woken with chills coursing through his entire body and the ghostly visage of a pale young human calling out to him.<br/><br/>It has been a long time since Skarsnik had felt an uneasy feeling that most would describe as fear, but also a hint of rage. After all this ghost was a human before death, and in anger he growled. "Leave this place. You have no right to be here. I will not warn you a second time." Before the ghost vanished. she simply replied, "the lake Skarsnik The lake has the answers you seek," and then dissipated. Skarsnik in all his rage, shattered an artifact that once had deep meaning to him. The artifact had belonged to his mother it was once magically attuned the magic had seeped out long ago, now its just a relic of the past or it was now its just a mess.<br/><br/>He decides to go to his lab, and experiment on his play things. One of which is a beaver that he had contorted into a humanoid abomination with his magic. It was another failed attempt to create another goblin. Though he keeps it around for his entertainment. After mind blasting this poor creature a few times, he leaves the cave system into the wooden shack that conceals his home. And from there out toward the lake that he had recently been directed to.<br/><br/>His rage had subsided, and he was thinking more clearly. After a few moments of walking, he made it to the lake. As he sat there waiting for anything to happen. He saw that the apparition appeared more clearly, and spoke to him for a while. The only thing Skarsnik heard out of her mouth that he liked was the trade. She wanted the sacrifice of a 10 year old girl. In return the ghost would give him a cursed jeweled skull. That had made the bottom of the lake its home for over a century.<br/><br/>Skarsnik has been searching for that skull for around 58 years now. Since he read about it in one of his mothers old books. It has immense power, but will break those who are weak minded. Skarsnik doesn't need to worry about this since his mind has already been shattered, and he is still going strong. Nothing more can be done to his mind that would hurt him anymore than what he has been through. "I will do as you say pale one, but make sure you have what i want when i return" he snapped. The apparition simply nodded and disappeared back into the lake. Skarsnik looked toward the town of Eversprings, and gave a great grin. Because he knows how much fun he is about to have.<br/><br/>He decides to magically disguise himself as a crazy old homeless man, and take a walk into the town. To wander the streets to scope out the humans that live there and to find a suitable sacrifice. As he gets closer to the town he hears a familiar voice that causes him great pain.<br/>"<span style="color: #FF0000">You cannot ignore me Skarsnik we are one and the same, i am you and you are me we should kill somebody.</span>"<br/><br/>Skarsnik replies. "No we can't not yet. First i must have the relic in the lake then we murder, i promise there will be plenty of blood to sate us both." The voice goes silent and the pain leaves skarsnik. After a while walking through the town he decides that he will set up in the alley beside the diner, and spy on his new victim's. But first he sits on the ground and props himself against the wall an falls asleep for the night.<br/><br/>As Skarsnik's eyes open it's blindingly bright even for being in an alley. Before he even opens his eyes fully, he notices what looks like a big dog stood growling at him and sizing him up. Skarsnik gathers his strength and pulls himself to his feet his bones grinding against one another. as he gets on his feet the dog lunges at him and grabs him by his arm locking its jaw. Skarsnik knows that he wont be able to stop this in his current form, he is weak an frail his magic still recharging from his disguise. He knows he has two choices. Revert back to goblin form and stay hidden in this alley. Or stay in human form and cry out for assistance.<br/><br/>Skarsnik decided to use what little power he had remaining in this form to send jolts of electricity down his arm, the dog whelped in pain and ran leaving Skarsnik powerless and bleeding heavily. "I fucking hate dogs i'd love to see him come at me when i'm at my best."<br/>Realizing he needed to wrap his wound he left the alley to look for somebody to help him, or more preferably a place of great power so he could channel it an recharge his magic to heal his arm.