The scarred, fat goblin sat down on the front step of the hut, a wooden tankard of longland beer held in his single hand, and thought. He had just finished ploughing a field near the village with the other peasants, which promised to yield a large crop at the next harvest. The day before he had made repairs to the roof of one of the huts, and gathered plants. Some things were difficult with only one arm, but he managed.
He took a swig of beer and set the tankard down beside him, using his hand to trace the many scars across his green skin, his expression absent. He remembered, ever since he'd been a child, a strange urge for travelling, for adventure, had existed within him. Astot had once told him, years ago, that no-one knew who his parents were... He had been found abandoned as an infant, under a rock near the village, screaming his tiny head off and only shutting up when he was given booze. Maybe Astot had known more? Warghui had never been able to get any more information from him... And now Astot was dead, fallen during Warghui's failed plan to conquer the human kingdom.
He heaved a great sigh, and gathered up his tankard once more.
"Nah agains, nah." He mumbled to himself. "Nah worf all da shit, all da good gobboes dyin', yah."
But still, the lust for adventure tugged at him... He glanced down at the nicked, well-worn dagger in his belt, now unused for quite some time... He remembered slaughtering countless humans with it, feeling truly alive as he danced between their clumsy weapons, effortlessly dealing death... He remembered the fear, glory and excitement of his first battle... He remembered plunging his dagger into dragons, and avenging his friend Ago... He remembered the glory...
He shook his head angrily, tossed his drink aside into the dirt and walked back inside, gathered up an axe and went out with the other male goblins from the village to cut wood.
He'd had enough adventure. Several from his village died because of it.
In spoilers this time, for Mister Uzu Bash's benefit...
Anyway, some fast facts about Warghui:
He is a member of the goblin civilization, The Natural Seducer.
He was a legendary hero in 39 pages (in legends mode) of societies, an enemy of several, and respected by most of his enemies, too.
He made 160 notable kills, including a dragon, a few night creatures, a giant, a forest titan, and LOADS of humans, kobolds and goblins, amongst others. Also, the two armies he led, first of humans against night creatures and other monsters harassing the human kingdom, and the second of goblins rampaging through the human kingdom, would have got several hundred kills, most of which he helped in.
He had 56 other kills, including a lot of bogeymen, an alligator, a black bear, and four sasquathches amongst others.
He first left his home village of Witchrhyme in 99, and settled back there over a year later in 100.
He is also by far my best adventurer yet!
His only weapon was a large copper dagger, with a steel shield also strapped to the same arm.
He had, uhh... A copper mail shirt and a bronze helm, with larch greaves as his armour... Also maybe some copper high boots, I think.
One time, I was wondering why he was moving so slow, with supergoblin agility at 300 and something speed... And I opened his backpack to find three entire dragon corpses in there. Whoops. :/
All in all his adventure was awesome fun!
EDIT: Also, another thing I just found out from legends mode: All the goblin civilization's settlements had been pillaged at least once by the nasty humans. :/