Goeffro says, "Well, ya know? I think I'm like everyone one else... I started on rats, and hunted those till I was blue in the face... literally!" Goeffro chuckles. "I'm happy just to be at a level, now, where I can drop ogres and hill trolls just as easily as I did rats when I was younger. I still go back and stick it to a few rats once in a while." Goeffro laughs. "They can't hit me even if I lie on the ground rolling around... with my armor on. I usually use a dagger or bow of some sort on them. It's just for fun... relaxation from the bigger critters... a little time to just kill with some average weapons without the worry of getting hurt at all. I just can't seem to walk past kobolds, of any sort, without beating them to death...

"I was killed by some kobolds, in their village, when I was 8th year training, or so. It was late... there were a bunch of them... and I forgot to wear my helm... I left it on the bar at Helga's... Well, they knocked me off my feet, as they sometimes do, and bashed my head in." Goeffro smirks. "It was my own fault for being sloppy and completely under-estimating the inteligence of those little buggers. Not to say they are smart, but I was acting as if they were just rats. To this day, I just can't walk past a kobold without bashing it's head in. Of course, being an elf I hate orcs of any kind. I gladly kill any of those I come across... although I must admit there are some breed of orcs that are still a bit difficult for me to kill. I do much hunting solo... but I do enjoy going for bigger game with groups, but ofcourse that's not always possible. I like hunting late at night, or early mornings... when there aren't so many hunters around. I just hate it when I accidentally swing on someone else's prey. You know how it is when you beat the crud out of some critter, and then someone comes along and kills it with one weak swing?" Goeffro peers quizzically at you. "It sucks!" Goeffro giggles. "Now, though, I'll fight just about anything my own age or a little older... so long as I'm prepared... I'm usually prepared.

"I also really enjoy hunting people! I don't believe in revenge, but if you, or anyone, crosses me... that gives me reason to hunt them! It's much more challenging to hunt prey of which there is only one! You must find your prey, stalk your prey, size up your prey, and wait for the perfect moment to strike! It's quite a thrill. Sometimes you end up becoming the hunted! Goeffro chuckles. I only hunt those that have crossed me, or one of my friends. And by 'crossed' I mean they have murdered or stolen a great deal of money from me, or one of my friends. There are only three people on my 'to be hunted' list at this time, and I don't think a one of them knows that they are either, but they will! Goeffro Cackles.

You say, "Wow, Goeffro, you're a little unstable... nutty... off your rocker so to speak!

You ask, "Have you ever killed anyone?"<---(click if ya wanna know)

You look at Goeffro wondering if he's really safe to be around.

Goeffro smiles at you.

Goeffro says, "Don't worry, like I said... I only hunt those that cross me... and I don't do it for revenge purposes... just the thrill of the hunt! But, to answer the question... I'll hunt a little bit of everything that I'm capable of hunting... and every once in while I step out of my limits and get killed. So, anymore questions for me?"

You say, "Well, yes... I wanted to know...."