I quickly figured out that today would be another bad day when I opened my eyes, and on my plain gold ring a green emerald was shining brightly like it had always been there. I knew that random changes with the ring were never a good sign, but to make matters worse it seems like people had stumbled on the camp. Lilith stood with her daggers on her side followed closely by Bastrin who was standing on his hind legs in cat form looking ready to leap. Two short green men came out of the woods speaking in a language I had never heard before. It seemed that they were goblins, one of the weakest races in the same category as humans, but they still posed a slight threat. Strangely though I felt nothing for the goblins, any fear I would have normally felt, not a shed of it remained as I stared at the goblins. I walked past my companions, right up the goblins I was about to kick one of them as hard as I could because they were an eyesore.