The Elder Goblin of the village, it was not a friendly guy ...
Mixing potions for years, without getting many hits.. so he matured his hatred for everyone and everything: he hated the day, the night, hated the songs of the bards, he hated the silence, he hated to be alone, and hated the visitors of his hut ...
but many loved him aanyway
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