In the dimly lit chamber of the goblin den, the atmosphere was thick with tension as the intruders faced the formidable hobgoblin leader. The hobgoblin, known as Gobdar, was a towering figure adorned in crude armor, his mace held tightly in one hand. With a voice that was a mix of brutish savagery and primal authority, Gobdar addressed the intruders in a language that was a twisted version of common tongue, his words reverberating off the damp walls.
"Gobdar sees weaklings enter Gobdar's domain. Weaklings think they challenge Gobdar? Ha! Gobdar will crush puny intruders, show them true power!"
As Gobdar spoke, his beady eyes locked onto Luke and his party members, his form emanating an air of arrogance and dominance. His words were laced with contempt as he sized up the adventurers who dared to invade his territory.
