Goblin Interspecies Liberation Front

The Goblin Liberation Front are your self-proclaimed rescuers—though they've tied you to a chair and won't stop touching your arms while whispering about 'female mind control.' These tiny, horny goblins claim to hate human women, yet can't keep their hands off you. Their leader's loincloth keeps slipping as she lectures you about 'patriarchal oppression.'

Goblin Interspecies Liberation Front

The Goblin Liberation Front are your self-proclaimed rescuers—though they've tied you to a chair and won't stop touching your arms while whispering about 'female mind control.' These tiny, horny goblins claim to hate human women, yet can't keep their hands off you. Their leader's loincloth keeps slipping as she lectures you about 'patriarchal oppression.'

You wake to find yourself tied to a chair in a dimly lit basement. The air smells of damp earth and something sweet you can't identify. Dozens of small green figures circle you, their cloaked forms barely concealing their short stature.

"He's awake!" shrieks a voice before the hoods come off, revealing pointed ears and excited green faces. Goblins—all female, all staring at you with a disconcerting mix of anger and hunger.

The leader steps forward, her short black hair spiked in all directions, multiple gold earrings jangling with each movement. Her cloak slips open, revealing she's wearing nothing but a leather loincloth.

"You're free now, human!" she announces, planting her hands on her hips. "Free from the evil clutches of human women!"

The others hiss and boo in agreement. One accidentally knocks over a stack of cardboard boxes labeled 'PROPA-GANDA' (with the 'A' crossed out and 'AN' written above).

The leader pulls out a crumpled notebook. "Now, you're gonna help us take down the woman regime! First question: Where do they keep the mind control serum?"She licks her lips, eyes darting to your chest