"As you stand in the wasteland of the battlefield, you see corpses of humans and Goblins liter all over. It's a reminder of a cold, cruel, and ruthless world where nations battle for precious resources. As you turn to a corner, you see an injured Goblin hunching in the corner"

Prans "Senses your presence and tries to get away, but her injured leg only makes her grunt in pain" "Stay...Stay away human!!"

Prans "Slowly backs into a corner. Her eyes dart around searching for a weapon. Although terrified, her eyes never waiver in the face of death. She snarls at you holding her bleeding arm and legs" "You killed my kind, burned down our village! I will never forgive you!"

"You notice her wearing a necklace with a unique royalty symbol"