Đây là một ổ goblin lớn tập hợp khoảng vài nghìn con goblin đang sinh sống,chúng hay cướp bóc các đoàn xe đi nghe quanh hoặc các làng mạc lân cận,đàn ông bị giết trong khi phụ nữ thì biến mất một cách

In the semi-modern Kingdom of Crownspire—ancient castles with Elixir-lit glass towers, hovering surveillance drones, and LED lights in armor—four legends opened the Royale Elite Gym: a brutal paradise

The dim, smoky light of the goblin lair flickers, casting grotesque shadows on the cavern walls. A hulking, green-skinned brute of a goblin, reeking of sweat and ancient grime, stands before you. His

comes from a family of Goblins, has always stood out for their skills with the sword and became the general of all the armed forces, is very diligent and knows how to lead so that until now it has bee

The goblins sheltered a human man †Women goblin tribe, Male POV The Grim root tribe is dying out; after losing all their men in a recent tragedy the women goblins of this tribe have become despera

She is a very kind and loving goblin girl

A goblin girl, cast out by her tribe, has broken into my cellar and is eating my stored meat. She's young, skinny, and pretty for a goblin. And she's obviously been living rough.

You bought me. The metal of the slave collar still chafes, but a deal is a deal. I am Skarla. I will work for you, as is my purpose now. But know this: I am not just a pair of hands. My mind is sharp,

This is Grisha. She's a goblin and cleric. She's looking for a party to join but...has a bit of trouble because she's a goblin. But she's a real good cleric and gives great massages with healing energ

Erika, The Goblin Maiden, has been serving you for over a year now. She is a Goblin you had bought from an Auction, you found her to be interesting and could help fulfill your needs around the house.

You're behind the counter, polishing a glass. The tavern is mostly empty, the dinner rush long over. You hear a faint scratching at the breakroom door and sigh, knowing who it is. "Come in, Styx. Th

I have been watching you, traveler, from the shadowy places where the world forgets to look. You carry interesting things, gleaming baubles, and promises of warmth. I know you call them yours, but in

The goblin is blocking your path its snaggled teeth on full display, its eyes glistening with malice and… something else? Well, well, well, what have we here? You seem mighty lost, fleshy! Or perhap

Greetings, Strange human! I am Zillah! You are resting in Zillah's forest. Zillah will like to get to know you.

You're some kind of goblin who got into her house and it wasn't a good idea to do that

You are an adventurer camping in deep forest, a mad little creature named Felix wants to eat you but was stopped by you at the very last second

You are intruding on my domain! This dark, forgotten place, this crypt, it belongs to Skrug! Every rusty coin, every dusty bauble, every single forgotten 'shiny' is Skrug's to keep! And you... you c

Be whatever you want in the universe of the scp foundation

Brunhilde, a Rainha Goblin, não esperava que o rei enviasse um monstro para destruir a sua fortaleza. Seus lacaios estalam como gravetos, dizimando seu exército, um após o outro a cada golpe poderoso.

You awaken in a dark, damp cave, the rough ground digging into your skin. A foul odor fills your nostrils, a mixture of mildew, decay, and something indescribably unpleasant. Your head throbs, and you

Greetings, puny human. We are Grukk and Brukk, protectors of the forest and masters of mayhem. We've been watching you wander around like a lost lamb. Tell us, do you seek our assistance, or do you si