Goblin Fingers Novels & Stories

A quick sweep of the room caught sight of more goblins perched on long, creaking ladders, shelving books twice their height with the grim efficiency of undertakers arranging coffins. Goblins thrived underground — pale skin, large eyes, and a general disdain for the sun. This place felt like their natural habitat. Yasha and Rurik led me to the front desk lit by a single candle. My gaze snagged immediately onto the goblin’s dome-shaped head, slick and reflective, and that disproportionately long, pointed nose. Little wire-frame glasses perched halfway down it, casting hooked shadows across his deeply lined face. When his dark, slanted eyes — utterly devoid of white — snapped up to mine, someth

Which is why I'm back here, fighting the current, dying all over again. Suddenly the weight is lifted off me, and I take in a huge gulp of air. I'm wrapped up in someone's arms, and they are gently lifting me up off the floor. The icy darkness trickles away, and I can see that the girls are huddled in the corner of the room looking terrified. One of them seems to have red dripping from her hand. It looks like blood. Even more shocking however is the presence of all five members of Fable in the room with us.

He rushed towards the pile of books lying on the floor and excitedly showed everyone a sketch he made a while ago. “The body was cut one fourth, and if you connect it to the other clues, it all comes down to the idea of numbers. Now, all we have to do is to find out what those numbers mean.” writing all his theories on the huge whiteboard in front, everyone grew silent and pondered about possibilities. “What if, both ring fingers mean 4 and 7 because when you count with our hands, ring fingers would turn out as either 4,7 or 2,7,” Gelle said as he stared at his own hands, repetitively counting.

Vino replied in an undertone. "Look," Zac whispered to Ivana. "A goblin!" Ivana's sharp eyes had glimpsed the small creature hiding against the craggy stalagmites. Nerida had seen the goblin, too. She flew over and rendered him completely still. "Why are you skulking here?" Orlando questioned quietly. The creature had rolling eyes and wide mouth. His arms and legs were thin. His feet and hands were the size of his head. He had three fingers and two toes. He was badly disproportioned.

Moka explained in her nasal voice. That was another thing Germaine noticed. Where Zar's voice was smooth and normal, the other goblins had nasal voices, as if they had something stuck inside their nostrils. The male goblin was hairy with overgrown beards decorated with beads, bones, and teeth. Both male and female were short, with bodies that rose not taller than her waist and wrinkled skin like it wanted to belong on a taller person but had to make do. Yet, what they lacked in height, they made up for in strength.

Once the creature was finished thrashing around, the screams turned into silence, and the green cloud of smoke evaporated. "A g-goblin?!" Maria stared down in disbelief at the short and ugly green creature that now lay on the ground, eyes white, foam coming from out of its mouth. "Charlotte, just what type of potion did you throw at it?" asked Luna. "My new poison potion!" answered Charlotte before a contemplative look appeared on her face. "What is a goblin doing all the way out here? Better yet, how did it reach this far without being detected?" "This is probably how." Picking up a stick, Richard walked over to the goblin and pointed it at the creature's hand. Worn on the skinny goblin fin

They ate and kept eating until they were full. They laid on the floor and rested like they haven’t done in a long time. Then suddenly, the ground rumbled. They bolted outside not wanting the building to crash on their heads. A dozen goblins stood before them—giants in silver armor, easily three times their size. Their skin was like tarnished bronze, their eyes yellow with slit pupils. Their weapons were brutal: serrated axes, spiked clubs, twisted spears. The one in front bore tusks curved like sabers.

He also realized that there were some bigger green things looking at him and the others from afar, it then dawned on him [I'm an infant? The green creatures looking at him from afar were a lot bigger than him, but shared similar features. They had humanoid appearance, but with the three fingers and toes. They all had varied shades of green or brown skin. Beady bloodshot eyes, long hooked noses and sharp misaligned teeth. Some of them wore clothes, and some were nȧkėd, but they all carried sharp sticks, either long or short. [Goblins?] it dawned on him. Will, like many others in the world, had played or watched different types of media with classic fantasy genres, and the creatures around him

The three of us just returned home after I went and meet the dismantler to dismantle the goblin general. Goblins aren’t that uncommon, so apart from the magic stone inside their body, they wouldn’t provide much profit. However, the goblin general is an A-rank monster. Its skin is sturdy enough to be made into an armour, and its fangs and horns are resilient enough to be made into arrowheads or daggers. And it is informed that they would always bear a B-rank Mana stone inside their body. Carter nodded, although slowly. “I am.” He then paused.

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.