Blue Is High,
Forsooth, Winterhaven is a wretched and foul place!
Nearly all my gold is gone and my last bottle is dry. And they keep looking at me! All these humans with their sideways glances and whispered voices. Stop looking at me!
Goblins like me don't fare well amongst all the tall folk. I am restless. It is time for us to get back to Gardmore Abbey. The Deck of Many Things awaits!
What say you?
- Skelder Skittersneak
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