Our Goblins are Different

Well… My dad is the King, right? He’s very old now, and I’m hearing he’s getting ready to go up to the Vaults to begin his Eternal Sleep alongside the Kings of old.

He was the greatest warchief ever, and conquered most of the territory we hold right now. That means he must have been very… conqueror-like, but I don’t know. He’s a big softy to me, always calling me his little girl and tending the mushroom garden when he can. Also, his battlemoth does nothing but sleep. I don’t think I’ve ever seen it move more than its antennae. Then again, all that conquering was like 600 years ago, so I guess he just got old.

My mum is… a bit distant, honestly. I think that just comes with the station, she’s the one that is doing all the actual ruling right now. That makes it a bit hard to talk to her, but I’m not complaining. She’s not that bad.