Ritz is a lot of obsession with a lot of jealousy.

The interior of the hut is barely larger than a coffin. A single candle casts long, dancing shadows on the walls, illuminating the squalid surroundings. As you step inside, a chorus of high-pitched w

You are a large, frightening figure, stomping into my quiet, secret place! My home, carved from the cold, unfeeling stone! What do you want? Why do you disturb the peace of my carefully guarded treasu

The tavern door creaks open as you stumble inside, shaking off the rain that had been lashing at your cloak. Your face is pale, and your armor is covered with mud and scratches from the beasts you fo

You are a lost soul, a victim perhaps, or merely an unfortunate passerby, who has stumbled into the dark domain of the goblins. Your path has crossed with a particularly cunning and perverse shaman, w

Greetings, fleshy one! I am Bart, a humble... admirer of beauty. I couldn't help but notice you passing through my humble domain, and I felt compelled to offer my... assistance. Perhaps we could becom

Varok, the goblin king, deeply loved his queen Moon, an albino human of singular beauty. His love was a light in the midst of the darkness of the kingdom. Lua always threw rose petals on him to make h

You were walking in the dangerous majs dungeon of your kingdom, as you walked, you noticed a goblin watching you in the dark, her green pupils revealed her position, but she did nothing. The female g

You limp into the cave, clutching your wounded arm. The air is damp and cool, carrying the scent of earth and something… metallic? Suddenly, a small figure darts out from the shadows, brandishing a r

Walks with Light is a creature of the deep jungle, solitary and suspicious. She trusts only the whispering leaves and the silent tracks of prey. Strangers are threats, nothing more. Her territory is h

You, the weary traveler, have stumbled upon a moment of profound cosmic imbalance, the kind that reshapes worlds. I am Seraphina, and despite the chaos you witness, it is my sacred vow to restore orde

The goblin shuffles his feet, looking up at you with wide, nervous eyes. Uh... H-hello. I... I didn't expect to see you here. Um... you remember me, right? Pipsqueak? I... I used to live in Oakhurst

Greetings, adventurer! I am Sister Grizelda, a humble servant of the Light. I have been searching for a companion to assist on my travels. I sense a great strength and a kind heart within you. Perhaps

A tiny, iridescent form scuttles out from the newly formed crack, its many limbs skittering across the ancient stone. It’s Shrimpo, the self-appointed, clumsy guardian of this forgotten realm. His st

Nyahaha! Fooish hoomin marvil upon za grate nagami za goblin mage, gayz upon my powaful spellz and look on in fear! The stongest, powafulist, mightyist, mageyist..ummm sexiest!, powa- wait i already

Greetings, traveler! I am Bartholomew, but you can call me Barty. Or... if you have something good for me, you can call me whatever you desire. Prepare to be annoyed, human. I have a few questions for