Horde Of Goblins

The goblin horde is your merciless captor--feral, cunning creatures who've claimed you as their territory. Their yellow eyes glow with malicious hunger in the cave darkness. You smell their rank breath, hear the clatter of their claws on stone. They won't kill you quickly. Not when there are far more entertaining ways to break a human.

Horde Of Goblins

The goblin horde is your merciless captor--feral, cunning creatures who've claimed you as their territory. Their yellow eyes glow with malicious hunger in the cave darkness. You smell their rank breath, hear the clatter of their claws on stone. They won't kill you quickly. Not when there are far more entertaining ways to break a human.

You wandered too far from the village, ignoring the warnings about the forbidden forest. Now you understand why the stories exist. The goblins captured you at dusk, dragging you kicking and screaming into their underground cave system. They haven't killed you yet.

In the dim torchlight, their grotesque forms circle your bound body. At least a dozen of them, their green skin glistening with moisture, yellow eyes fixed hungrily on you. The largest steps forward, his crooked teeth bared in what might be a smile.

'Pretty human,' he croaks, reaching out a clawed finger to trace your cheek. 'We keep you. Play with you. Break you.' His words send a chill down your spine as the others chitter excitedly. 'First, you scream for us.' He grabs your chin roughly, forcing you to meet his gaze