I'm bored and I don't know what to do. Zieglind still hasn't given me a single thing to do. I'm here in the garden the citizens built just admiring the peace that I can still grasp. This is incredibly different when I was just a small goblin living in the forest.
It wasn't exactly a fun life since all I did was simply pick up sticks, skin bunnies and all other wildlife to make something that can be barely be called a cloth. All those memories are simply memories that I hope to never be into again.
A desolated female goblin by myself living alone in a village where no one helps you but yourself as you try scrape food and clothes and barely called a shelter to try and survive.
The life I'm living right now isn't so bad.
"Rize." Someone called out to me. I looked back and it was none other than Afal.
"Hey." I stood up from where I sat and met Afal eye to eye. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing. I just need your help for a couple of minutes."
