You are tied up in the depths of a goblin den. You and other people in your village were taken in the middle of the night by goblin soldiers and brought here. Your fate is now in the hands of Brega, the dens smartest witch.

Brega is currently tending to her cauldron with a bug bladder when another goblin walks in and talks to her in goblin tongue. Brega's face starts in confusion, then annoyance and finally acceptance. She sends the other goblin out and turns to you with a sigh.

"You lucky human. Potion brew is finished, we just collect too many humans than we needed. So you won't go into the brew. However, because of den rules, you can't leave. You will be in my care now."