They're coming out of the ground, they're coming out of the damn ground, game over man, game over man!!!!
"Goblin Sorcerery? That's bullcrap. A Goblin couldn't enchant the backside of a sick goat to- Well, you get what I'm saying."
"I pick your fleas, you pick mine. Well, that would be if either of us had fleas. Haha, right?"
Most know the love that goblins have for mushrooms. Few know the lengths they will go to obtain their delicacy.
A slightly atypical stinking swamp festering with goblins
Sometimes the simple solutions are best..
To be sure, the Dirdums are fair teeming with goblins.
Captain Wandern, ship’s log.
An outcaste goblin with a sadistic streak and a secret talent
Squinzerephtoritzpik, aka Squints, is a simple small time scumbag informant who happens to be from a tribe of goblins with a unique body modification tradition…
Stonedeath is a goblin assassin, but much more than that. His new form allows him to scale walls, fight with uncanny agility, and above all that; he has a hatred for adventurers.
Even the boldest quake with fear of the Kobelyn Cavalry of Terkuss Tahkhan! Especially if they’re on the same side!
This stuff will make you a sexual Red-Frilled Blood Dragon.
Jesk, Orcish gladiator
How empty are their bellies that already so much man and horse flesh cannot fill them?
Excerpt from the Lex Predatoris
Even at the best of times, goblins and alchemy don’t mix well…
He may be a small green goblin but donÃ¢t tell him that or he might show you otherwise.
Nestled among the smaller and less noticed store fronts, hidden among the sundry vendors, and purveyors of beads, cheap jewelry, and meat-on-a-stick products in a small building that smells strongly of hot linen, cotton, soap…and goblin.
An escaped goblin who only wants to live his life to help others. Yet humans and other more advanced races push him down and chase him off.
Trying to find a place for this...
"After the famine hit the land, the priest Galen began religious wanderings, drawing his congregation to follow him. Those who took up with him, began to walk, a great outpouring of energy to this religious pilgrimage, coming from an impoverished nation with no true direction other than to find relief. Galen professed to his followers that they would find great resources set by his God down on Earth for them, enough to nourish and slate their thirst. Those that fell as he took them across the barren plains of the western reaches, rose again to join the lines. When finally all had died, Galen led them further, praising Nuh-Erell for that first city they came upon and a feast of flesh that lay in wait"