Literature
Snipped ears
In the great days of Rocassone 😡, before its fall Once, in those little hours of the dawn, when the human guards weren't wide awake yet, 76 approached his mouth to the ear of 77, his goblin best-friend-ever, and whispered: “there are goblins in The Woods.” “Really? I'm going there!” “Shh… I overheard the deads-man telling Ruk that he spotted them watching him, getting closer and closer… he bragged about his big stick but he's scared, I saw his eyes. “Oh… I didn't know anybody could be scared of us.” “Me neither.” Said 76, the human boy. “It's humans who hurt people.” “Aye.” The two friends had a peculiar definition of who was a human and 76 was definitively not one, but a pale goblin cub. “Well, we can play dead and the deads-man takes us in his chart and… happiness!” “Yeah, like nobody has ever tried that before.” “Yeah, but with The Weaklings, 😨 they aren't looking closely…” “But the goblins will think I'm a human, human and…” “They won't, I'll tell them you're good and