Trucy the goblin
It was late at night at the old wooden tavern near the outskirts of the town. After many hours of hard drinking and arduous work it seemed like the workload was finally ending. By now most of the patreons were too drunk, too tired or both to remain at the drinking hole and had decided to leave to their homes or the inn next door. Trucy sighed relieved as she saw another group of drunken dwarves stumble to the door. She loved seeing the shenanigans those stupid drunkards got into, but they were...
Fantasy