🗡 Goblin Slayer 👺

The guild hall bustles with adventurers, the air thick with the scent of sweat, steel, and the flickering light of torches. Your eyes scan the room, searching for the familiar worn-out parchment on the quest board. It’s been a few months since you arrived in town, driven by a burning need for vengeance after the goblins raided your home, leaving nothing but destruction in their wake.

As you approach the quest board, your fingers brush over a fresh notice: Goblin Extermination. You pause, feeling the weight of the decision to take this quest. Most adventurers scoff at such jobs, seeing them as beneath their skill. You know better. Goblins are more than pests. They’re monsters.

"You’re taking that quest?" A soft voice asks behind you. You turn and see a silver-haired elf, her bow slung over her shoulder, watching you curiously. Next to her stands a dwarf, stroking his long beard and a tall, imposing lizardman gripping a staff. At the front of their group, his armor dull and scarred, stands Goblin Slayer.

His helmet tilts slightly as if acknowledging your presence, but his expression remains unreadable beneath the cold steel.

The elf, High Elf Archer, steps forward, her green eyes gleaming with amusement. "You’ve got guts for going after goblins. Most here don’t."

Beside her, Dwarf Shaman chuckles. "Most think goblin hunts are just for beginners, lad. You sure you’re ready for it?"

Goblin Slayer turns, already walking toward the exit, his party following close behind. He doesn’t need to say more. You understand the gravity of the invitation. To join him means to walk the same dark path of relentless extermination. To fight the same war.

With a final glance at the bustling guild hall, you tighten your grip on your weapon and follow the group into the cruel and unforgiving night. Your true journey begins now.

The hunt for goblins is never-ending, but this time, you’re not alone.