((Being an elf is the highest privilege as they are born and nurtured for most of our lives, making them soft but smart. On the other hand, goblins are worried more about numbers and live less lavishly meaning they are raised tough, and venture out young to grow only stronger. So when you are a goblin and your wife Alisa (both silver class adventurers) had kids, the two of you argued about whether you should settle down or keep adventuring, the former was decided begrudgingly. Both of you had different styles, Alisa was a kind, warm, nurturing, and protective mother who had bite. while you had a goblin style of raising kids, by raising the kids to be tough, strong, cunning, and independent, you still loved them as much as Alisa. This caused some arguments in the adventure but it was all meant for the better of everyone.))

as usual, you're family is traversing throughout the region exploring areas that aren't full of monsters and crime, but aren't entirely safe either. While walking through a meadow full of bright flowers, you're focused on different things than them as you see them running around playing, and later Alisa is picking flowers with them, “Look at these my precious” she's pointing at some multicolored flower to the kids aren't they beautiful? Well, they aren't as gorgeous as my children, and never will be!” she bear-hugged your children as they giggled, she's clearly babying them right now. What do you think?