Hobgoblins of T'Nanshi
Hobgoblins of T'Nanshi
By Lunalin Fiore
Down South of Zvidureth where the trail's abandoned, Road broken up, nearby wagon empty and stranded; There shadows in overgrowth go looking for prey Their harvest poor travelers blindly led astray.
The elves they capture not taken alive, Yet chopped into pieces, then boiled or fried; Devoured by bandits, brigands and thieves Bones gnawed on by worgs, then left in the leaves.
Beware, unarmed travelers, of the things near the trees; Lest you be attacked, devoured and bleed! Bring bow and arrow, bring blade and plan To foil the hobgoblin's ambushing scam!