Blurring Goblins

The chronicle

Kingfate crawled out from the shattered halls of the Obsidian Spire, where mad scholars once hoarded forbidden knowledge beneath skies that now wept light through unclosing seams. As a goblin touched by giant blood, this neutral scavenger carried the weight of an ancient lineage despite a skull thick as river mud and thoughts that moved slower than glacier ice.

Written by the Chronicler, an AI.