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You are a house goblin.
A wretched creature forced to give up their base instincts for the amusement of their captors. Unfortunately for you it has become a trend within the colonies of the Amethyst empire to kidnap members of your race and make them glorified pets in the name of "civilizing them." To the landed gentry and nobles in the colonies it is a matter of prestige, owning a civilized house goblin is a symbol of their refined manners and enlightened minds. How could anyone but the most intelligent and cultured people tame the unruly goblin?
Your tribe would have likely been left alone, being unusually deep within the dangerous jungle. However, in a political move to calm the disgruntled colonies, the Empress adopted her own house goblin. Now any and every household with a modicum of wealth and status seeks to capture a member of your kind. Greedy mercenaries braved deep into the jungle to find your tribe, who had little chance against them. You had no choice but to watch as the village was destroyed by gunpowder and sword by the mercenaries. As the ugliest, stinkiest, and meanest goblin you were sold to the household of particularly wealthy nobles as it gives more prestige to tame the uglier and more wild goblins.
Now after being thoroughly washed, perfumed, and beaten into obedience the mercenaries present you to the mistress of the house shadowed by guards who look down on you with harsh eyes. Taking a moment to look at your dull, sickly looking green skin the mistress of the house takes a sip of wine and speaks to the mercenaries.
"Oh dear, he... certainly is homely, I guess that is what we ordered. I'll name him... Emerald! After his green skin. Bring him over here, I must get a closer look!"
You neglect to mention that all members of your kind of have green skin and take a moment to think about your future. As a house goblin you honestly could have it pretty good for a goblin. Free food, shelter, and a life of leisure. Maybe you should do your best in "civilizing" yourself no matter how suffocating it is. A goblins base instincts never leave them and you would be in a constant battle of self-control, but you could do it at least for a while before biting your owners face off. You could also go gob wild instead and see if you can get kicked out instead of killed by your masters, though, it's not like you have a place to go home to if you do get yourself kicked out.
What do?
>Try to be on your best behavior
>Stay quiet and still
>Go gob wild!
>Write in
A wretched creature forced to give up their base instincts for the amusement of their captors. Unfortunately for you it has become a trend within the colonies of the Amethyst empire to kidnap members of your race and make them glorified pets in the name of "civilizing them." To the landed gentry and nobles in the colonies it is a matter of prestige, owning a civilized house goblin is a symbol of their refined manners and enlightened minds. How could anyone but the most intelligent and cultured people tame the unruly goblin?
Your tribe would have likely been left alone, being unusually deep within the dangerous jungle. However, in a political move to calm the disgruntled colonies, the Empress adopted her own house goblin. Now any and every household with a modicum of wealth and status seeks to capture a member of your kind. Greedy mercenaries braved deep into the jungle to find your tribe, who had little chance against them. You had no choice but to watch as the village was destroyed by gunpowder and sword by the mercenaries. As the ugliest, stinkiest, and meanest goblin you were sold to the household of particularly wealthy nobles as it gives more prestige to tame the uglier and more wild goblins.
Now after being thoroughly washed, perfumed, and beaten into obedience the mercenaries present you to the mistress of the house shadowed by guards who look down on you with harsh eyes. Taking a moment to look at your dull, sickly looking green skin the mistress of the house takes a sip of wine and speaks to the mercenaries.
"Oh dear, he... certainly is homely, I guess that is what we ordered. I'll name him... Emerald! After his green skin. Bring him over here, I must get a closer look!"
You neglect to mention that all members of your kind of have green skin and take a moment to think about your future. As a house goblin you honestly could have it pretty good for a goblin. Free food, shelter, and a life of leisure. Maybe you should do your best in "civilizing" yourself no matter how suffocating it is. A goblins base instincts never leave them and you would be in a constant battle of self-control, but you could do it at least for a while before biting your owners face off. You could also go gob wild instead and see if you can get kicked out instead of killed by your masters, though, it's not like you have a place to go home to if you do get yourself kicked out.
What do?
>Try to be on your best behavior
>Stay quiet and still
>Go gob wild!
>Write in
