Monday, February 3, 2014
Goblin in search of shelter
King Badshutz banished me from his kingdom for acts of treason, the reason he hadn't killed me outright was because I was his nephew. Now I just go from town to town in search of work and shelter. Being a goblin makes things very hard, humans hate us. There are no goblin cities outside of the goblin kingdom so I have to live among humans. Hopefully someday I will be accepted or at least tolerated in one of these human towns.
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