#goblins — Public Fediverse posts
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“The goblins have been after me ever since I helped the Coven drive them out of Essex. (They were gobbling up drunk people in club bathrooms, and the Mage was worried about losing regional slang.) I think the goblin who successfully offs me gets to be king.”
― Rainbow Rowell#Bot #Quote #Dialect #Funny #Goblins #Humor #MMRomance #Magic #Romance
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Early morning wake up shenanigans.
#procreate #digitalart #ipadart #goblins #dungeoncrawler #picotronpalette #sketch #illustration
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Early morning wake up shenanigans.
#procreate #digitalart #ipadart #goblins #dungeoncrawler #picotronpalette #sketch #illustration
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Painted my first batch of #dnd #miniatures this evening.
Watched a couple of YouTube tutorials, and picked up a starter kit from DragonsHoard.ie in #drogheda
They were also some of the first models I'd printed, and while I was learning about supports, etc, so some have no arms.
Lots of pixelation, which I'm not thrilled about, I'll have to tweak the printer settings and make thinner slices, or leave them sit in IPA for a bit to soften the edges.
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Painted my first batch of #dnd #miniatures this evening.
Watched a couple of YouTube tutorials, and picked up a starter kit from DragonsHoard.ie in #drogheda
They were also some of the first models I'd printed, and while I was learning about supports, etc, so some have no arms.
Lots of pixelation, which I'm not thrilled about, I'll have to tweak the printer settings and make thinner slices, or leave them sit in IPA for a bit to soften the edges.
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CW: Hentai sex sim, dubcon monsterfucking
In Bra Thief VS Red Sonja, you are a scrawny goblin trying to steal a bra off the busty barbarian queen without her stabbing you painfully. If you can do it, you'll attract a gang of more crappy goblin hoodlums like you, to help you kidnap her for EXTREMELY nefarious purposes.
https://xxxgames.biz/xxx-games/bra-thief-vs-red-sonja
#busty #goblins #gangbang #hentai #roughsex #pantythief #bondage #captive #blowjob #bondageblowjob #facefucking #submission #monsterfucking #bukkake #redsonja -
They call it "Goblin Valley" but really, it's "don't hike during flash flood season" valley.
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They call it "Goblin Valley" but really, it's "don't hike during flash flood season" valley.
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An afternoon with Shelmigarii, mistress of cables
It’s a crowded day. New groups from Fort Ooshar are coming, fleeing the Fox and Crow, they are rushed and harried. The journey is not long. The families are large, mixed with halflings, goliaths and humans.
Work gets harder with these large groups. The gondolas are large enough for a few horses, maybe a cart. These families are multigenerational, at times there are dozens of animal companions. One may have only geese, another family with dogs. There was one with oxen — they took ages. The mulgobs don’t like when they need to come up.
Made with rerollBut seeing so many descend into a home without judgement, with an opportunity to build, with an opportunity to meet elves and dwarves with their magicks, with an opportunity to meet women from Mehmd and men from Crinth, the opportunity to meet the ratchets and the alchems and others from the Queen, the opportunity to meet Brewst Grisselle the ale drake and learn that not all dragons are Proctors hoarding knowledge with threats of violence — Brewst hoards alcohols and is getting along quite well with the alchems guild.
Every day there are new people. Every day another conversation.
Shelmigarii and Lukhchizh do not charge for their service. They’ve earned unfurled flags and banners from the Free City. This means the other goblins (all the Kon) in the area support them. Shel’s recent ratchets development and springwerks mean the mulgobs don’t work as hard. Lukh is working on employing some beasts rather than mulgobs, which is only possible because of the Free City empowers all thinkers rather than the caste system the Queen’s Lyfe demands.
At the top of the cliffs, summer heat bears down harsh on the Grand Entry. Those pilgrims working down the ramps and steps will be full of sweat, but not as much fear. These Kin don’t understand the sky-cables. Many shake in fear as they ride down the thousands of feet through the fog into the bog-city past and through the ruins over the brackish waters and abandoned orchards.
Shel never laughs.
She’s scored of all the beasts. The weather and the cables aren’t scary. These are knowable things. These are math.
Beasts and peoples don’t act according to math and strangers aren’t knowable, even known friends aren’t knowable. She loves Lukh, but calling him knowable isn’t accurate.
A long sip of cool coffee. The next gondola up from Chupmolea better bring more. That bean is a blessing, much better than the teas in the Queen’s Land (Tsavancoast). She once again ponders if there is a way that the bean can replace tar-tree pods as fuel — the switch of smells from oily smog to roast would be worth it. She doesn’t have the knowledge. But maybe the lesser power could be made up using gears and springs…
Her mind wanders sometimes. Operating the sky-cables is boring and routine.
Thoughts are for new things… maybe the fruits could become oils. Lukh’s been chatting with another hob freed from service to invention who won’t join the guilds, but is working on new ways to harvest steam.
There’s an unlatched safety bar she doesn’t notice.
Shel keeps thinking about this. Less power, more gearing, some springs, maybe using that fruit that’s waste now, then a steam box, could maybe the airxip props help the gondola and then we wouldn’t even need muls or beasts.
She sends the gondola with a halfling family and their dogs.
The windsock swings fast. An unexpected storm? She checks the broadsheet forecast section. Oh, no. This is on the schedule. It’s going to be a rocky ride for those hin.
She looks as they descend. Notices the safety bar free. Notices the sway. Notices the storm. Notices the danger.
Wandering thoughts are a blessing, except when they are a curse. She curses the queen. She curses herself. She curses the sky and for good measure she curses the gods of this land even though she doesn’t believe in them.
“Urp! Stop loading. See if you can bring that gondola back. Use everything you have.” She rushes to the head wheel to help.
There is a nasty screeching noise as the metal cables halt to change path. Then there is a scream of terror as the gondola rocks off the cables.
Another noise, this time a squawk, rises above the terrors and shouting, the breaking metals.
Panic. It’s all panic now.
Beasts and peoples all learning that their fears are real. The sky-cable isn’t safe (they’re wrong).
None feel empowered, none capable.
That squawk is a massive beast. A raptor the size of an airxip swoops overhead and dives at the sky-car. There’s a tiny man on the bird, hard to judge size at this distance with the massive bird unravelling understanding of perspective.
As the car jumps off the cables the bird rushes to it. The car starts to roll to a side dozens of feet under the cable.
A sharp command, sudden and cutting through the winds and terror is heard. There’s some Kirtin-ish to the tone with a bit of the Crinth rounding.
The immense bird grabs the cart, carries it up to Grand Entry.
Shel doesn’t want more coffee. She wants to hang out with Brewst after she fills out an after disaster report to establish a new checklist, one that involves two peoples in case her mind wanders again. That’ll start when she’s done shaking.
This narrative slice of life was an attempt at Tuesday Afternoon, a technique to test world building to see if the created world makes sense for normal people.
Bog-city of Sheljar in abstract paintThe Free City of Sheljar was the result of my first campaign in the World of the Everflow.
Once a city destroyed by dragons and later an empire destroyed from within by The Necromancer with their zombies and Tunneling Nightmares, Sheljar is now a Free City, open to all thinking peoples who respect other thinking peoples. Its leadership is the first group of PCs. A bog-city of a thousand islands each little piece of land offers a place for a family to return, a neighborhood to emerge.
Shelmigarii is one of the Queen’s women, a member of the ratchet guild. She and her husband run the sky-cable gondolas at the Grand Entry with its faster path to the city center or to Chupmolea (the goblin neighborhood) than the thousand-year old steps and ramps down the cliff. Shel is a tiny goblin and her husband a large hobgoblin. They have no companions nor children. They hired mulgobs (bugbears) to operate the ratchets, declining to use alchem nor magicks. Her background would be a cabbie, if playing D&D.
#DnD #DungeonsAndDragons #Everflow #fantasyFiction #FreeSheljar #Goblins #Hobgoblin #Sheljar #skyCableGondola #writing -
An afternoon with Shelmigarii, mistress of cables
It’s a crowded day. New groups from Fort Ooshar are coming, fleeing the Fox and Crow, they are rushed and harried. The journey is not long. The families are large, mixed with halflings, goliaths and humans.
Work gets harder with these large groups. The gondolas are large enough for a few horses, maybe a cart. These families are multigenerational, at times there are dozens of animal companions. One may have only geese, another family with dogs. There was one with oxen — they took ages. The mulgobs don’t like when they need to come up.
Made with rerollBut seeing so many descend into a home without judgement, with an opportunity to build, with an opportunity to meet elves and dwarves with their magicks, with an opportunity to meet women from Mehmd and men from Crinth, the opportunity to meet the ratchets and the alchems and others from the Queen, the opportunity to meet Brewst Grisselle the ale drake and learn that not all dragons are Proctors hoarding knowledge with threats of violence — Brewst hoards alcohols and is getting along quite well with the alchems guild.
Every day there are new people. Every day another conversation.
Shelmigarii and Lukhchizh do not charge for their service. They’ve earned unfurled flags and banners from the Free City. This means the other goblins (all the Kon) in the area support them. Shel’s recent ratchets development and springwerks mean the mulgobs don’t work as hard. Lukh is working on employing some beasts rather than mulgobs, which is only possible because of the Free City empowers all thinkers rather than the caste system the Queen’s Lyfe demands.
At the top of the cliffs, summer heat bears down harsh on the Grand Entry. Those pilgrims working down the ramps and steps will be full of sweat, but not as much fear. These Kin don’t understand the sky-cables. Many shake in fear as they ride down the thousands of feet through the fog into the bog-city past and through the ruins over the brackish waters and abandoned orchards.
Shel never laughs.
She’s scored of all the beasts. The weather and the cables aren’t scary. These are knowable things. These are math.
Beasts and peoples don’t act according to math and strangers aren’t knowable, even known friends aren’t knowable. She loves Lukh, but calling him knowable isn’t accurate.
A long sip of cool coffee. The next gondola up from Chupmolea better bring more. That bean is a blessing, much better than the teas in the Queen’s Land (Tsavancoast). She once again ponders if there is a way that the bean can replace tar-tree pods as fuel — the switch of smells from oily smog to roast would be worth it. She doesn’t have the knowledge. But maybe the lesser power could be made up using gears and springs…
Her mind wanders sometimes. Operating the sky-cables is boring and routine.
Thoughts are for new things… maybe the fruits could become oils. Lukh’s been chatting with another hob freed from service to invention who won’t join the guilds, but is working on new ways to harvest steam.
There’s an unlatched safety bar she doesn’t notice.
Shel keeps thinking about this. Less power, more gearing, some springs, maybe using that fruit that’s waste now, then a steam box, could maybe the airxip props help the gondola and then we wouldn’t even need muls or beasts.
She sends the gondola with a halfling family and their dogs.
The windsock swings fast. An unexpected storm? She checks the broadsheet forecast section. Oh, no. This is on the schedule. It’s going to be a rocky ride for those hin.
She looks as they descend. Notices the safety bar free. Notices the sway. Notices the storm. Notices the danger.
Wandering thoughts are a blessing, except when they are a curse. She curses the queen. She curses herself. She curses the sky and for good measure she curses the gods of this land even though she doesn’t believe in them.
“Urp! Stop loading. See if you can bring that gondola back. Use everything you have.” She rushes to the head wheel to help.
There is a nasty screeching noise as the metal cables halt to change path. Then there is a scream of terror as the gondola rocks off the cables.
Another noise, this time a squawk, rises above the terrors and shouting, the breaking metals.
Panic. It’s all panic now.
Beasts and peoples all learning that their fears are real. The sky-cable isn’t safe (they’re wrong).
None feel empowered, none capable.
That squawk is a massive beast. A raptor the size of an airxip swoops overhead and dives at the sky-car. There’s a tiny man on the bird, hard to judge size at this distance with the massive bird unravelling understanding of perspective.
As the car jumps off the cables the bird rushes to it. The car starts to roll to a side dozens of feet under the cable.
A sharp command, sudden and cutting through the winds and terror is heard. There’s some Kirtin-ish to the tone with a bit of the Crinth rounding.
The immense bird grabs the cart, carries it up to Grand Entry.
Shel doesn’t want more coffee. She wants to hang out with Brewst after she fills out an after disaster report to establish a new checklist, one that involves two peoples in case her mind wanders again. That’ll start when she’s done shaking.
This narrative slice of life was an attempt at Tuesday Afternoon, a technique to test world building to see if the created world makes sense for normal people.
Bog-city of Sheljar in abstract paintThe Free City of Sheljar was the result of my first campaign in the World of the Everflow.
Once a city destroyed by dragons and later an empire destroyed from within by The Necromancer with their zombies and Tunneling Nightmares, Sheljar is now a Free City, open to all thinking peoples who respect other thinking peoples. Its leadership is the first group of PCs. A bog-city of a thousand islands each little piece of land offers a place for a family to return, a neighborhood to emerge.
Shelmigarii is one of the Queen’s women, a member of the ratchet guild. She and her husband run the sky-cable gondolas at the Grand Entry with its faster path to the city center or to Chupmolea (the goblin neighborhood) than the thousand-year old steps and ramps down the cliff. Shel is a tiny goblin and her husband a large hobgoblin. They have no companions nor children. They hired mulgobs (bugbears) to operate the ratchets, declining to use alchem nor magicks. Her background would be a cabbie, if playing D&D.
#DnD #DungeonsAndDragons #Everflow #fantasyFiction #FreeSheljar #Goblins #Hobgoblin #Sheljar #skyCableGondola #writing -
Arial Wintertail, the Ogre’s Wife
Good Morning, everyone. Happy Sunday. I pulled out another old writing piece, reworked & expanded it. It's from a (possible) short story that's been bouncing around in my writing folder. ____________________________________________ As the self-proclaimed "Prettiest Fairy in All the Land" (or PFAL), Arial Wintertail always had her pick of charming suitors. But when Tansy Gigglevail suggested the new FDS (Fairy Dating Service)—well, she just couldn't pass it up. Her chances of marrying a […]https://kathycyrwriter.wordpress.com/2026/07/19/arial-wintertail-the-ogres-wife/
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Arial Wintertail, the Ogre’s Wife
Good Morning, everyone. Happy Sunday. I pulled out another old writing piece, reworked & expanded it. It's from a (possible) short story that's been bouncing around in my writing folder. ____________________________________________ As the self-proclaimed "Prettiest Fairy in All the Land" (or PFAL), Arial Wintertail always had her pick of charming suitors. But when Tansy Gigglevail suggested the new FDS (Fairy Dating Service)—well, she just couldn't pass it up. Her chances of marrying a […]https://kathycyrwriter.wordpress.com/2026/07/19/arial-wintertail-the-ogres-wife/
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Come down, down, down to a fanciful tale as we explore the depths of a farce of adventure, deception, and goblins in love!
Find out "What Went Down in Goblin Town?" at Pennsic 53 on Wednesday, August 5 at 6:00pm on the Amphitheatre stage in this commedia dell'arte structured fantasy play!
And don't miss our other two shows:
➤ Peace Thursday (July 30) • 6:00pm • Amphitheatre
"The Unexpected Twin"➤ Middle Saturday (August 1) • 9:00pm • PA Tent
"Pasquella's Powerful Potions"#CommediaDellArte #Commedia #Improv #Improvisation #Theater #Comedy #Mask #Pennsic #PennsicWar #SCA #SocietyForCreativeAnachronism #MySCA #Goblin #Goblins #Tolkien #LotR #Fantasy
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Come down, down, down to a fanciful tale as we explore the depths of a farce of adventure, deception, and goblins in love!
Find out "What Went Down in Goblin Town?" at Pennsic 53 on Wednesday, August 5 at 6:00pm on the Amphitheatre stage in this commedia dell'arte structured fantasy play!
And don't miss our other two shows:
➤ Peace Thursday (July 30) • 6:00pm • Amphitheatre
"The Unexpected Twin"➤ Middle Saturday (August 1) • 9:00pm • PA Tent
"Pasquella's Powerful Potions"#CommediaDellArte #Commedia #Improv #Improvisation #Theater #Comedy #Mask #Pennsic #PennsicWar #SCA #SocietyForCreativeAnachronism #MySCA #Goblin #Goblins #Tolkien #LotR #Fantasy
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Come down, down, down to a fanciful tale as we explore the depths of a farce of adventure, deception, and goblins in love!
Find out "What Went Down in Goblin Town?" at Pennsic 52 on Wednesday, August 5 at 6:00pm on the Amphitheatre stage in this commedia dell'arte structured fantasy play!
And don't miss our other two shows:
➤ Peace Thursday (July 30) • 6:00pm • Amphitheatre
"The Unexpected Twin"➤ Middle Saturday (August 1) • 9:00pm • PA Tent
"Pasquella's Powerful Potions"#CommediaDellArte #Commedia #Improv #Improvisation #Theater #Comedy #Mask #Pennsic #PennsicWar #SCA #SocietyForCreativeAnachronism #MySCA #Goblin #Goblins #Tolkien #LotR #Fantasy
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Come down, down, down to a fanciful tale as we explore the depths of a farce of adventure, deception, and goblins in love!
Find out "What Went Down in Goblin Town?" at Pennsic 52 on Wednesday, August 5 at 6:00pm on the Amphitheatre stage in this commedia dell'arte structured fantasy play!
And don't miss our other two shows:
➤ Peace Thursday (July 30) • 6:00pm • Amphitheatre
"The Unexpected Twin"➤ Middle Saturday (August 1) • 9:00pm • PA Tent
"Pasquella's Powerful Potions"#CommediaDellArte #Commedia #Improv #Improvisation #Theater #Comedy #Mask #Pennsic #PennsicWar #SCA #SocietyForCreativeAnachronism #MySCA #Goblin #Goblins #Tolkien #LotR #Fantasy
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Come down, down, down to a fanciful tale as we explore the depths of a farce of adventure, deception, and goblins in love!
Find out "What Went Down in Goblin Town?" at Pennsic 52 three weeks from tonight on Wednesday, August 5 at 6:00pm on the Amphitheatre stage in this commedia dell'arte structured fantasy play!
And don't miss our other two shows:
➤ Peace Thursday (July 30) • 6:00pm • Amphitheatre
"The Unexpected Twin"➤ Middle Saturday (August 1) • 9:00pm • PA Tent
"Pasquella's Powerful Potions"#CommediaDellArte #Commedia #Improv #Improvisation #Theater #Comedy #Mask #Pennsic #PennsicWar #SCA #SocietyForCreativeAnachronism #MySCA #Goblin #Goblins #Tolkien #LotR #Fantasy
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Come down, down, down to a fanciful tale as we explore the depths of a farce of adventure, deception, and goblins in love!
Find out "What Went Down in Goblin Town?" at Pennsic 52 three weeks from tonight on Wednesday, August 5 at 6:00pm on the Amphitheatre stage in this commedia dell'arte structured fantasy play!
And don't miss our other two shows:
➤ Peace Thursday (July 30) • 6:00pm • Amphitheatre
"The Unexpected Twin"➤ Middle Saturday (August 1) • 9:00pm • PA Tent
"Pasquella's Powerful Potions"#CommediaDellArte #Commedia #Improv #Improvisation #Theater #Comedy #Mask #Pennsic #PennsicWar #SCA #SocietyForCreativeAnachronism #MySCA #Goblin #Goblins #Tolkien #LotR #Fantasy
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Alice, her doll & the Gibbering Mouse
Good Morning, everyone. I hope you're doing well and feeling fine. It's been a minute since I've last posted, but there's good reason. I've been updating old pieces and writing new ones. Today, I'm going to share an old, but goody that I updated and expanded on a bit. One of these days I will get around to drawing all the characters, so you can really get to know them, but for now, we'll use the fairy and pixie above. __________________________________________ Alice, her doll and the […]https://kathycyrwriter.wordpress.com/2026/07/13/alice-her-doll-the-gibbering-mouse/
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Alice, her doll & the Gibbering Mouse
Good Morning, everyone. I hope you're doing well and feeling fine. It's been a minute since I've last posted, but there's good reason. I've been updating old pieces and writing new ones. Today, I'm going to share an old, but goody that I updated and expanded on a bit. One of these days I will get around to drawing all the characters, so you can really get to know them, but for now, we'll use the fairy and pixie above. __________________________________________ Alice, her doll and the […]https://kathycyrwriter.wordpress.com/2026/07/13/alice-her-doll-the-gibbering-mouse/
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Come down, down, down to a fanciful tale as we explore the depths of a farce of adventure, deception, and goblins in love!
Find out "What Went Down in Goblin Town?" at Pennsic 52 on Wednesday, August 5 at 6:00pm on the Amphitheatre stage in this commedia dell'arte structured fantasy play!
#CommediaDellArte #Commedia #Improv #Improvisation #Theater #Comedy #Mask #Pennsic #PennsicWar #SCA #SocietyForCreativeAnachronism #MySCA #Goblin #Goblins #Tolkien #LotR #Fantasy
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Come down, down, down to a fanciful tale as we explore the depths of a farce of adventure, deception, and goblins in love!
Find out "What Went Down in Goblin Town?" at Pennsic 52 on Wednesday, August 5 at 6:00pm on the Amphitheatre stage in this commedia dell'arte structured fantasy play!
#CommediaDellArte #Commedia #Improv #Improvisation #Theater #Comedy #Mask #Pennsic #PennsicWar #SCA #SocietyForCreativeAnachronism #MySCA #Goblin #Goblins #Tolkien #LotR #Fantasy
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Hallowe'en Greetings
(1928).Source: Digital Maryland
https://pdimagearchive.org/images/657bb713-e32e-4581-8243-dca7c0175f31
#broomsticks #pumpkins #halloween #goblins #witches #cats #ghosts #postcards #art #publicdomain
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Hallowe'en Greetings
(1928).Source: Digital Maryland
https://pdimagearchive.org/images/657bb713-e32e-4581-8243-dca7c0175f31
#broomsticks #pumpkins #halloween #goblins #witches #cats #ghosts #postcards #art #publicdomain
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@cwebber is flying to DWeb Camp on a Hooting owl with a platoon of Goblins to introduce “@spritely: painting a new vision for the Internet”
🦉 https://talx.dod.ngo/dwebcamp-2026/talk/DXJRXY/
➡️ Check out the full schedule here: https://dwebcamp.org/schedule
#DWeb #DWebCamp #Spritely #Goblins #Hoot #Guile #Internet #decentralization
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@cwebber is flying to DWeb Camp on a Hooting owl with a platoon of Goblins to introduce “@spritely: painting a new vision for the Internet”
🦉 https://talx.dod.ngo/dwebcamp-2026/talk/DXJRXY/
➡️ Check out the full schedule here: https://dwebcamp.org/schedule
#DWeb #DWebCamp #Spritely #Goblins #Hoot #Guile #Internet #decentralization
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Read T. Kingfisher's "Nine Goblins" tonight.
https://amzn.to/3Q3mLWR
📖🧌🧌🧌🧌🧌🧌🧌🧌🧌
A very entertaining and clever #fantasy tale, even kind of Douglas Adams-y at times.
#books #reading #goblins -
Read T. Kingfisher's "Nine Goblins" tonight.
https://amzn.to/3Q3mLWR
📖🧌🧌🧌🧌🧌🧌🧌🧌🧌
A very entertaining and clever #fantasy tale, even kind of Douglas Adams-y at times.
#books #reading #goblins -
RE: https://mastodon.social/@iFixit/116568303138111923
Today in #Goblin news... take good care of your magical floor goblin.
