The quiet chanting that had been coming from Jing slowly trailed to a stop. As it did so the miasma of enegy surrounding the mutilated farmer seeped into his bloodied flesh. The last tendrils of darkness dissapeared from sight and the corpse flared once more from the energy inside it before lurching ...

Taken by surprise Jing instinctively went to snatch up the shovel. It was embedded deeper than he had thought though and he had to push bodily down on the humans corpse with his foot to rip it free.

As he wrentched the tool out a fountain of blood erupted from the now gaping wound in the farmers ...

“That’s better. Nice red walls are far better than silly plain wood!”
Jing’s ugly little face was stained with a self satisfied grin. The chicken coop where he found himself was no longer a hive of squawking, feather filled chaos. Its poultry residents no longer filled the air with their shrill ...

If anyone thinks that Jing would be a fun addition to their thread let me know. I'm looking for someplace to use him...

Name: Jing

Age: 23

Race: Goblin

Height: 4'2"

Weight: 6 stone

Physical Description: As a member of the goblin race Jing conforms to a number of their stereotypes. He is short, green and hideously ugly by any human standards. His skin is a slightly darker shade of green than most others ...