*holding the mug up from the table he would stare idly into the froth has he forgot his surroundings for a moment,thinking*
'Hm.. how long has it been now,ten years? Since I gained my freedom..ten years.'
*Chortling at the memories, the whippings and forced lessons, the torture and spy work*
'And look how far you've come,hm? sitting in a trading post, un-employed with no backers..hm.. Think it's time to make a change..'
*Downing the rest of the beer the goblin would stand up and sway heavily before righting his'self and drunkenly tottering away from the table*
Uzbeg's Drunken Musings
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