Goblins Cave Novels & Stories

Suddenly, a squadron of winged creatures - most likely bats - rushed across the cave's peak, causing shrieking shrieks to reverberate throughout the cavern. I knelt with both hands over my head and remained very still. My heart is racing at a breakneck pace. "What are these kinds of creatures!" she thought. The roaring horde had finally died down, and everything had returned to normal. As I continued deeper into the underground grotto, I became aware that it was becoming noticeably warmer. Strange thoughts raced through my head: trolls, witches, minotaurs, and devils?! or Ogres again?! I thought to myself, "How silly." As I stumbled through the pebbly terrain, a crackling sound of fire becam

“I never realized how confined it got in certain areas down here. It’s…pretty creepy.” “I found this route a few moons back. It’s a tight squeeze, but it cuts off a few minutes. Strange, it seems to change a bit each time I’m down here, like a labyrinth whose walls move to trick you. But there’s a reason for going this way: it keeps us from having to traverse Guys Gulch and that rickety rope bridge.” “Guys Gulch, huh? Did you name it or did Tobias?” Gilly smiled without turning. “I am not the name-giver, no. It was named the day after our Ruines Ruse demise, so it seemed fitting at the time.”

They have no choice but to fight. “They’re too many. What are we going to do now?” Cybelle mumbled while summoning her double sword. “Angelo, stay by my side.” Angelo hummed while trembling because he never seen that kind of creature in his entire life. Goblin is an evil creature. Their appearance is almost small like dwarfs, and outright malicious, with hairy skin in green color, having sharp and long ears, big mouth and crooked sharp teeth—in short, ugly. They like to steal weapons, especially gold and jewelry, and any things that can be useful. Also, goblins like to kidnap girls as their plaything, torturing them until they die. They are more cunning than humans, but they are also a cowar

Lava made a fall from the walls to make a swamp in the centre of the hall. "The decoy is here!" "What's he doing here!" "Look how cute his confidence is. We will break it!" "Murderer!" A group of shorter-than-human statures with flat, long and hooked noses clung their long, cracked nails on Wendell's clothing— pulling from side to side. "Where is Amethyst!?" One of the goblins questioned with a coprophagous grin that seemed to invite shivers in Wendell's system. "SILENCE!"

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.

Stalls lined the walls, selling everything from enchanted weapons to bottled emotions to something that looked disturbingly like human teeth. And everywhere, watching from the shadows, were the goblins. They weren't the cute, mischievous creatures of children's stories. These were beings that had evolved in darkness, with too-large eyes and too-sharp teeth and fingers that seemed to have one too many joints. They moved through the crowd with the confidence of predators in their own territory. "Sterling." The voice came from a stall near the entrance, where a goblin in a surprisingly well-tailored suit was examining what appeared to be a collection of shrunken heads. "We've been expecting you

When Rey asked them what their source of water was, the Goblins showed him a pool of murky water that probably contained as much infection as the feces problem he had gotten rid of. Water dripped from crevices in the ceiling at particular intervals, and when it did, they let it gather in a ditch they dug themselves. Unfortunately, this setup resulted in water mixing with the dirt, making it unsanitary. Also, since the water was stagnant, it improved the odds of disease thriving in it. ‘Monsters are living things too. While these ones have adapted to tolerate sickness in an unhygienic environment, it isn’t absolute.’ Ninety percent of Hobgoblins died before reaching adulthood, and even among

"It appears that our friends have picked up on the scent of the meat," Anthony declared abruptly. All of them turned to face the outside of the camp. "You picked up on their movement?" Gildar inquired. "Yes. They have begun to advance gradually but surely." … The Savage Catacombs In the first place, goblins had never been present in this dungeon. Out of nowhere, they showed up. There were only a few goblins at the beginning, and they were all commanded by a goblin chief. All of the goblins were red-skinned and armed with swords and pikes, which was unusual because goblins were not born with weapons.

Some of them never saw humans. Along the tunnel, he saw a lot of small doors. They turned a few times until they arrived in a wide cave. In the middle of it was what looked like a fair market. Around the walls of the cave, were more tunnel entries. They entered the cave and immediately turned into the tunnel entry to their left. That tunnel was barely illuminated. Erik stopped by a door near the end of the tunnel and knocked. A small burly goblin answered and let them in. They entered into a wide rounded room. Standing in the middle of it, was a goblin wearing a clean suit and his hair attached into a ponytail. His eyes brightened when he saw Coralis.

Hannah murmured, “it must have been terrible.” “Yes, well, it’s over now. We won, the evil guy lost, and all will be right with the world when we get your mother back,” Michael replied tersely. “So, what do you have for us, Gabriel? How do we get to that abandoned mine?” “Well, if you look at this map, it looks like there’s an abandoned mine at the base of this mountain here,” he explained, pointing to an area he had enlarged. “It’s part of the Goldfield Mountains, right next to the Superstitions. From the looks of it, I figure that’s exactly where the entrance is. But Hannah, you mentioned something about a cave-in?”