Dead Adventurer POV 1

It hurts.

The pain has numbed, but it still hurts. My body is still twitching, as blood freely flows from the gash in my chest. My bladder finishes emptying its content, drenching my undergarment. The ringing in my ears wouldn't stop. Blood-mixed saliva trickled down my mouth, forming a small pool beside my lolling head. As I lay spreadeagled on the hard ground, I could see the goblin that killed me just now taking off his crude armor. Clank, I hear the armor hit the ground. Is he going to take mine off as spoils, I wonder.

The green creature walked towards me, and without warning, gave a mighty kick at one side of my body. Crack, I could hear my ribs breaking. Perhaps it was checking whether I am still alive? As it would expect, the corpse before it showed no response. I remained motionless, half-lidded with my mouth agape. Perhaps that satisfied it, as it crouched down on top of me, and began to sniff. Out of all the five senses, my sense of smell was the most numbed (although why they are all functioning even after I expire?), so I couldn't smell anything. But I probably reek of sweat and piss. And blood. With a trace of the lavender, thanks to the soap I used this morning.

The creature yanked my breastplate off, revealing the chainmail underneath. I heard a grunt of dissatisfaction as it worked to remove my leather arms and gloves. I have stopped twitching at that point. I probably would be much more paler than I used to, considering the amount of blood I have lost. I feel one of my legs being lifted, and soon enough my right leather boot slid of my feet. The other followed suit. The creature then walked towards my torso, kicking my arm so it would rest close to my head, before crouching close to my head, pulling the other arm close. I guess it really want my shoddy chainmail, never mind the hole in the middle of it.

I feel the arms of my chainmail being tugged. It provided quite the resistance so the goblin shook it, and by extension, my body as it tries to pull it off of me. Thud, I heard the goblin landed as the chainmail slid off me, revealing my blood-soaked tunic, and two mounds sticking out, just above the bloody gash. This must have excited it, as I could hear smacking of lips above me.