Goglina stared at the hut before her. It had taken them two weeks, but they were finally in the Dark Lands. She ran up to it, Gog following close behind. There was a garden with various flowers in the back. How they grew was beyond the goblins. In this total darkness, nothing should be growing.
Goglina knocked on the door, expecting a hag to come out. Yet, what greeted her was an old man, who leaned heavily on a cane.
"Are you lost, goblins?" The man asked. Goglina shook her head.
"No, it is just that, we are searching for a man named Jonathan. Do you happen to know of him? His wife's name is Agatha," Goglina didn't like the fact that she didn't know anything about Jonathan bar his name and his connection to Agatha. She should have asked her benefactor for some details, at least. Yet, she had rushed out.
