Gundahar sat in his throne, thinking of, well, many things. Mostly about the rival goblin tribes, and the growing human population. He tapped his fingers on the armrest of his golden throne, thinking of what he should do… Maybe he should launch another attack on the humans to get their relics..? He smirked a bit at this idea. The rest of the throne room was silent, aside from the occasional cough of a guard.
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