Goblins of Galdrek

The humans followed their goblin escorts deeper into the city, their boots clacking against smooth, ancient stone. The further they...

The figure darted off, its small frame moving with a hopping motion, quick and nimble as it disappeared into a narrow passageway carved...

“Get up.” … “Aeval…” … “Wake up!” Her eyes snapped open, her breath coming in quick, shallow bursts. Sweat clung to her skin. The dim...

The moon hung low, casting silver slivers through the dense canopy of the city’s hidden gardens. Aeval moved like a ghost, her teal cloak...

The group walked into the mess hall, their boots scuffing against the worn, metallic floor. The air was thick with the stench of...

The mine trembled as the last explosion faded, dust swirling through the air in thick, choking waves. The force of the blast had rocked...

Long ago, the goblins of Galdrek were proud artisans, traders, and master metallurgists who walked openly among humans.

Before neon cities and towering skyscrapers, before vehicles rushed through streets and machines soared across the sky, the world was...