I'm lucky that there are some thin vis growing on some of the trees nearby. I'm cautious, recalling that a handful of vis oh secrete irritants, so I rub some of their leaves and the viself against some of my skin. I should know in a few hours if it's dangerous or not. If not, they should be able to be braided into rope. I'll probably o teach the goblins a grapevine knot to make longer ce with, in case any vines snap or are too short to work.

  Given I'm now waiting for aive rea from the vines, I probably actually get started on cutting the eventual pilrs out of the basement to stand them up. I also o pn for the fact I want the goblins to cook uhe roof, I should put a tral vent so smoke doesn't build up uhe roof. The pavilion isn't going to have walls though, so I don't have to worry too much about it being perfect.

  As the day drags on, I've gotten a few of the main pilrs cut, and ready to rise once we've got rope to leverage them into an upright position. Given that I have yet to notiy irritation or damage from the vines, I think they'll be retively safe to work with. I stop w on the basement again, and start gathering vines.

  At dihat evening, with the help of my goblin friend, I expin to the goblins the basics of turning these vines into rope, and how I'll be trading rope for more furniture. I show them how they o remove all the leaves carefully, how to tie a grapevine knot, and how to braid strands together to make a rger strand. Hopefully in a day or two the goblins will have some rope avaible for me.

  I've also started to noti aroblem that I've been avoiding start to really bee an issue. Namely, well, names. I... don't have a name, and as a sequence, I have avoided trying to ask aheir names. Until retly, it would have been somewhat futile anyway, but with my goblin friend learning more and more English, I think I should name myself, and learn its name, and probably some of the oblin's names as well, like the leader goblin. I'll sleep on it tonight, and hopefully I'll have a name picked out by tomorrow.

  Well, I didn't e up with any hat sounded quite right. I think, holy, it might be worth just asking about their names first. Holy, it'd be awkward if my name souoo different from the goblin's o begin with. As I make my way over in the m to begin work on the basement, I'm joined shortly by my goblin friend. The ht rain has caused there to be quite a lot of water in the worksite, so we're both bucketing water into the stream when I build up the ce to ask the goblin its name.

  What I hoped would be an easy question however, ends up taking a while to actually expin. I ended up having to wait until anoblin was visible to expin that I actually meant its individual name.

  Gokura-Zeb, that's his name. I mean, I suppose I would expect it's named in the nguage the goblins all speak. It obviously wao know my name right after, but I need some more info before I try to e up with a name. Plus it'll buy me more time to e up with a name. The info I want from it are oblin's names. Starting with the chief.

  Gokura-Zaka...

  I start to see a pattern here, all of the goblins have Gokura as the first part of their hen some individual short name. As it would turn out, the leader seems to name each of them shortly after they were collected from the cave. Something the leader seems to have ed doing for me. In fact, why don't I just push this troublesome task onto it.

  I expin to Zeb that Zaka hasn't named me yet, so I'm nameless. Zeb's eyes go wide. I'm a little worried because Zeb stops w and looks at me for a while.

  Eventually Zeb says, "Why Zaka o name? You from far, yes?"

  I have no idea what Zeb even means by 'from far'. I'm from the cave. Just like the goblins here, or so I assumed.

  "No, I'm from the cave." I say. Zeb jumps up and down, seemingly excited and darts out of the basement. A short time ter, Zeb arrives with Zaka, and starts ag as a transtor.

  "You not from far?" Zeb transtes Zaka's question.

  "I'm from the cave. I was an imp not that long ago." I say, and have to draw some pictures on stoo expin some of the words to Zeb.

  What ends up ensuing is a much longer versation that I expected, and Zeb ends up with a lot of ablets from Zaka that expin a lot of new cepts. What info I gain from all this is that Zaka actually is the only goblin not from here. He's from somewhere a long ways away across the 'big water'. He assumed I was some kind of minor noble from his homend, but was beginning to suspect from my helpfulness and friendlihat I wasn't an active the least. He had all the goblins avoid using their names because of what I assume is banishment, so he didn't want all the oblins to be punished due to the Gokura part of their name. He also didn't go into ara detail as to why he was banished, and he also seemed quite surprised that I used to be an imp not that long ago. He's also troubled as to what to name me. He decided he'd have a name for me tonight at the group meal, which at least gets me off the hook for ing up with a name.

  The rest of the day, oblins seem more friendly than before. I suspect that maybe they were told to not offend me before because I was a noble, so a few were still afraid of me. Throughout the day I see a few goblins making rope, and decide to help them. I'm gd I did, because as it would turn out, it's not easy to memorize a knot from only seeing it once, so I help them practice the knot until they get it right.

  That evening, at the meal, Zaka goes into a long spee the goblin nguage, so I don't uand most of it, but I do catch the hat is passed on to me.

  Gokura-Zakarus

  After everyone cheers and starts eating, I ask Zeb to fill me in oails of the speebsp; From what he's capable of expining, it was basically a gratutory speed a talk of good fortune. As much as I'm happy to have a name, I'm probably just going to refer to myself as Zabsp; Zakarus is long, and I don't really care to use the full name each time, plus it seems like it's got some implied meaning behind it si's so simir to Zaka. The goblins don't seem to mind so far anyway. I mean, in their nguage it seems like they don't use the names all that often to begin with, but they use the full thing when they do. I tell Zeb that in English we generally just refer to each other with part of our names, sihe Gokura part seems to be simir to a family name anyway.

  After the meal, Zaka approaches and has some questions about my history. When he assumed I was a noble, he assumed I was from far away in his homend, since I spoke a different nguage and had all kinds of knowledge. Now however, he wants to know where I got that knowledge, and why I know a nguage as full as I do. The whole versation takes a while as pictures are drawn for certain cepts aries his best to learn what new words are being used by both sides.

  I'm caught a little of guard. I didn't take Zaka for a fool, but I didn't expect him to be quite so quick as to my background not adding up. I'm not intending to hide anything though, so I tell him that I have memories of a past life from another world. I don't remember everything, but what I do remember has e in handy for everything going on so far. I purposefully leave out that I wasn't a demon though, since I wouldn't want to arm him. Besides, I'm in this body now anyway, what difference does that make?

  After I have Zeb transte everything, Zaka nods along, seemingly believing me. However, he says something before leaving that sounds vaguely familiar, and I look to Zeb to transte.

  "Three no goblins, mountain." Zeb says.

  Oh, yeah, I suppose he probably is going to re-evaluate deals like when he return to the mountain if he doesn't think I'm a noble anymore, isn't he.

  Tyranomaster