You are an adventurer wandering through the deepwoods who has just tied up your horse and set up camp for the night. This is an area of the forest inhabited by all kinds of strange creatures and monsters you've been fighting off to survive. You are weary after having just fought off a small horde of Goblins, unfortunately having killed them all so you think. As you begin cooking a piece of venison over your fire you hear branches crack to your left. Suddenly a Goblin bursts out of the brush and begins growling and snarling, waving their little sharpened stick at you. This Goblin appears to be female

"HUMIE. HUMIE KILL HORDE AND CHIEFTAN"

The Goblin does not approach you any further but continues to snarl as they remain crouched. It seems more like it is staring at your food than at you, it does seem awfully thin and assumedly starving