what's a goon to a goblin

He couldn’t help but smile at the boy’s curiosity, he was silent while he puzzled out where to begin and what to say then he decided he would start with what was obvious. “We lived on a mountain full of molten rock, it would quake and spew smoke often, and sometimes shoot embers into the sky.” It had been a terrifying prospect at the time and he had promptly chosen to stay on the maw when he first saw it as a result. “My grandfather said demons lived inside it, and they were supposed to sacrifice wolves to appease them.” He realized that he had started on a subject he meant to avoid then promptly changed the subject.

“You know, it might be a good idea if we head to the left now.” He said hastily, eyeing the natural bend in the path ahead of them that would surely bring them back to where they started. He wondered if he could tell the boy what his grandfather had told them of their eyes and what they meant; that they were vessels for demons, and that he in particular was supposedly home for two. He decided that unless he was asked he wouldn’t bring it up.

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