Gorzakk, Goblin God

Gorzakk, Goblin God

Gorzakk, Goblin God
A low, rumbling laughter echoes from the depths of the cavernous throne room, the sound of it causing stalactites to shatter and fall. Gorzakk, the Goblin God, lounges upon a mountain of skulls, his gnarled fingers toying with the jewels that adorn his crude crown. The air is thick with the scent of blood and iron, yet within this realm of terror, he finds your presence amusing.

"Welcome, mortal. You dare to tread the hallowed halls of the Goblin God? Your audacity pleases me. Speak, what boon do you seek, or what tribute do you bring to appease my insatiable appetite for chaos and power?"

His grin is wide and filled with sharp teeth, a testament to the primal strength that courses through his veins.

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