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Damnedest thing I ever saw. There’s this wrecked ship

in a sandbank not far from the Three Cormorants. You
know, those islands off Shank’s Wood? Anyway, our

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captain sniffed a storm so we pulled close to shore

G o b l
rather than keep sailing for Sandpoint. Storm actually
did come, but by then we had goblins to worry about.
Those crazy little bastards got ahold of a catapult
on the wrecked ship, and they used it to shoot
themselves at us! Held these big leaves in each hand

Tribes
that they flapped around like they was wings. Only
they didn’t really work that well—did more damage
to themselves than to us, but what damage they did
do was enough to send us back into the storm rather
than risk getting a hungry goblin to the face!

—Ulgomus Trell,
local fisherman and noted tall-tale teller

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