77 Imposter

Day 3, 8:00 am 

On top of an old, wooden, run-down hut in the goblin city, fell a shiny blue rock, rolling off the roof and landing in a pile of trash in between 2 broken houses.

Out of the mound of garbage awoke a fully armoured goblin.

He wore the standard black armour worn by the many Aagz goblin guards that usually patrolled the city. 

 He stood up, pushing all the trash in his way to the side and walked out from the filthy alleyway into the muddy yet slightly less filthy road. 

As soon as the many green and blue Alb and Pizz goblins on the streets noticed the armoured goblin, they immediately and instinctively took many steps back and looked straight down to avoid eye contact and get out of their way. Even the children who were playing on the road immediately ran away in fear only to be severely beaten by their parents for their lack of respect.

Every single goblin on the street only had 2 thoughts in their mind at that moment.