Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190307235204/@comment-24510587-20190322205137

Around the next corner, they found a host of several dozen of the wretched creatures, congregated around one of their fellows. Said one was stood upon a crate, wearing a rusty circlet cobbled together from discarded metal tools, which was seemingly supposed to be his crown. It seemed to have a crudely designed eye in the centre of it. The goblin was squawking his deranged language to his peers, his speech drawing every bit of their attention...