It's the twentieth day of his quest to find the lost Lamp of a Thousand Faces. He's crawled through the sewers of the palace. He searched numerous boneyards and endured a ritual cleaning after each. He's even had to visit the fabled Library of Taruq.
And now this. Goblins. Of all of the creatures to try and impede his way, it has to be these nigh-Untouchables. Don't they understand? The princess has only one tenday left, and the caliphate was quite clear on the consequences of failure. He must dispatch them and continue on with his quest. The librarians told him to search the Caverns of Darset next. The Caverns are leagues away, and he must make haste.
He will find the Lamp. No matter the cost.
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You know, something like that. He's not bored, he's searching for something. Seeking something. His mind is on grander things than a fight with goblins.
Thaumaturge.