Along the forgotten trail, I first noticed the Goblins by the trail of overturned carts, scattered belongings, and laughter echoing from places where no one stood. They darted through the undergrowth like living sparks of chaos, disrupting everything they touched without seeming to understand the consequences. The old journals warn that Goblins gather wherever discipline has been abandoned and impulses are left unchecked. Though their mischief appears harmless at first, a path neglected long enough will soon belong entirely to them.
Goblins of Chaos