The elves had sailed into the West. The dwarves had sealed their mountains against the clamor of a race that no longer believed in the pickaxe’s echo. The dragons had grown still, their bones becoming chalk ridges for shepherds to walk.
Then he turned and walked into the woods. Not to hide. Not to steal. Just to be. the last goblin
A broken bell for a world that no longer listened. The elves had sailed into the West
A: This game relies heavily on flags. If you said "No" to a crucial event, you usually cannot undo it without loading a previous save. Save often in different slots! the last goblin
They had simply... dwindled.
He took a deep breath. The green fire in his eyes flickered.
No one answered.