A Boblins tale

Boblin

Being a goblin sucked. You had to be small and live in an unclean environment. Most goblins embrace this fact. But there was one that didn't want to be a soldier that ended up dead in some old wizards tower. He, unfortunately, was not allowed to leave because of Captain Retsyo. When the breadish crusades happened, it was the perfect opportunity. 

The breadish crusades were a couple of mini wars between a tribe of goblins and a gang of skeletons over farmland that could produce the best food anybody could taste. On the night of a large battle, our goblin filled with wanderlust packed his things.

"Blargy! *I can't believe you're chickening out on us! If we win, all of that wheat and you can get a portion of it!*" his comrade said.

"Blarg... Blargy Blargy! *One portion is a lot. I think splitting the farmland is a better idea.*" The goblin held up a pouch made from the fabric of a bag of holding. "Blargy! *I can fit at least enough to survive for a LONG time with my secret recipe!*" the goblin made a gesture at it.

"Blarga!! Blarghhy! *There is no way you aren't gonna eat the bread you make. Even just a little from that wheat can fill you up, and with your 'secret recipe', you can survive for a while! But you can't defend yourself! You're too weak!*" His acquaintance laughed.

"Blargy. *just wait. i'll be a master thief and chef.*" the goblin slipped away.

The trousle of bones and the sound of goblish curses flew through the night as our protagonist journeys through the wilds with his bag of holding and scimitar. The goblin collapsed from the heat. He woke up feeling like he was burning in the desert sun. He saw the figure of a reptilian humanoid walk over to him.

"Who ar-are you?" He asked.

"My name is Resh. Just a travelling mercenary stopping to help out. Your name is Boblin." His hand was cold to the touch, but oddly soothing despite being so large and rough. 

Boblin felt better quickly and shakily rose. When he did, Resh was nowhere to be in sight. But what was in sight was the village of Stardin.

Hello everyone! I created this because all of you Boblin fans are in for a long wait. Boblin actually is in a campaign world that I play in, and this is that version of Boblins backstory. Have fun everyone! Oh, and Boblin came from the goblin village of Shino in this story.