Goblin Feet Poem Novels & Stories

The hag above me cackled as if it were all a magnificent joke and then she jumped into the car with us. Three blades swung at her but although she appeared old, she was very nimble and dodged them all. As she seemed to dance and spin around our weapons, a bunch of bogles poured in through the roof. The little, wicked goblins climbed over Torquil and Tiernan like a wave of foul-smelling, bubbly-skinned, chubby-limbed munchkins; shrieking and stabbing with their little obsidian daggers.

I looked at my guards, who nodded as we made our way through the forest, hoping the distance would be shorter, following the figures and hopefully catching up to them before the Goblins do. If that is who the Goblin army is after, then I must bring them back to my father. We were able to get closer, but they were fast. I could make out glimpses of their appearance. Each one looked so different from the other. A woman with long white hair was yelling at them to keep going. She looked like a ghost the way she moved and drifted through the trees. “The Goblins are closing in. What do you want to do?” Ezryn asked as he assessed the situation.

I inhaled and moved forward. Nearing the goblins I could hear their snitches and incomprehensible words. I sealed my lips tight afraid that I let out any sounds that would possibly endanger my group mates. When I was near enough to see the flag a stalactite just an inch before me cracked and fell down. The time went slow motion for me, it was already impossible to stop the fast plunging of the stalactite. The rock made a thumping sound on the stone floor echoing all throughout the dungeon. Silence fell for a moment, the goblins slowly looked up, and I stopped breathing.

He asked in a teasing manner. She wanted to throw her macaron at him, but recalling Agathus’ warning voice she held back with a frown. Alastair was glad to see that Alexis didn’t return his behaviour with a smile. ‘I should give Agathus that bonus’ he thought with a smile. ‘But more importantly…’ he frowned, knowing how difficult goblin infestations were to control. Countless deaths had been at the hands of those extremely small but strong beings. A goblin was the result of a feral dwarf. They lose their mind and shy away from the sun and then their skin changes colour and they attack any humans on sight.

And as I move toward him, he takes his eyes and heads to the ground in a low bow. I began to walk into another hallway with him behind me; the one that held my subjects. I hear the fast thud of Augustine's heartbeat, I also hear their heartbeats as well, and I can tell how many they are in the room ahead. My senses kick in. I twitch my nose and my golden eyes flare up in the dark hallway; I detest the smell of Aarde, it is the smell of the Karbouter, also known as the Goblin. I smell it first before the whiff of the Werewolves and vampires runs up my nostrils.

“Gee whizz! Come on Scooby Doo. Try harder.” I felt punching on my right shoulder. I glanced over and noticed a strange looking foot. Gray and scaly with only four spiky looking toes. “Ahh! What is this thing?” I screamed in frustration. I bent over, grasping the mysterious creature with both hands. I placed one foot on whatever body part that I could manage and with both my hands and foot I was able to wrench the thing off me.

My pride felt like it had been struck by a truck. Goodness. How did I even end up in this situation? I waited until the goblin calmed down. His crying went on for a few minutes and I couldn’t help thinking how ironic it was. Despite his nature as a goblin where they are hailed as a scary creature, he seems too vulnerable and weak. But between us, I really should be the one who’ll be crying here. I cleared my throat when his sobs stopped, “So…you mean to say I am your fated wife, so I am here locked because tomorrow is our wedding?”

He quickly lost account at the number of eyes now behind him, and on top of that, the noise of the cackling had increased enough to hurt even his ears! Then the creature slowly walked forwards, its green skin showing itself as a goblin. The ugly creature was holding what looked like some kind of jagged and rusted weapon. The goblins slowly all started walking forwards, as if they were waiting for some kind of command or signal allowing them to charge forwards.

I have no idea what came over her, but she began to joyfully jump around her clearing, attracting my attention. - You're going? - I was interrupted from my thoughts by the goblin, who stood on the threshold of a hut that suddenly appeared in front of us. “Or are you going to count the crows like that?” - I'm going, - she nodded to him, greedily examining the dwelling of the goblin from the outside.

I call ghost, he got more than one skill, and opening closed-door virtual and real ones are one of his many skills. He uses his key locks tools and messes with the door for a bit until it opens. Finally, I walk down with ghost behind me, I find a small girl laying naked on the floor. She's thin, too thin, her blond hair match mine only hers is dirty and matted on her head. Her blue eyes are hardly open, I can see bruises all over her fragile body. Taking off my shirt I cover her quickly and pick her up leaving this hell behind. "You're safe now baby sister" I whisper in her ears she closes her eyes letting darkness take her.