Dwarven / Goblin Relations

Created by Adam Tingley // Wreckerdwarf

The Goblin Perspective

Placeholder Giblin by Katy Smith

Looking upon the Dwarves with hatred and jealousy. Unable to fully understand the idea of structures being created and maintained over thousands of years when compared with their short, miserable, violent lives. Raiding and pillaging is their way of life and the Goblins know it well. Even if the Dwarves abandoned their strongholds, outposts and cities and the Goblinfolk were to move in, they wouldn’t even know what to do with the place. All of the intertwining systems to keep the lights on, the water flowing, the pantries stocked. The ability gap between the two races is constantly on show. Nonetheless, the razor sharp claws of Ratbeyir and Goblin alike still try to breach the settlements regularly. Often deemed as an all out war with all of dwarfkind. If it looks stout and bearded, it’s a target. Something that exacerbates the issue is the prevalence of warped combinations of superstition and tradition within goblin culture. One such belief is that the blood of the dwarves is powerful in its own rite and can be harnessed for use in rituals. Goblins are unaware that the power of Dwarven blood is only active when invoking their ancestral family ties and has no bearing otherwise. To make matters worse, long luscious beards, when consumed, are believed to be potent aphrodisiacs. One such example of the ways in which this long-held belief has reared its snarling head is in the events of The Karak'Thoon Stand.

The Dwarven Perspective

Pladeholder Dwof by Katy Smith

Frustration. A force of annoyance and a waste of resources. Turning freshly sharpened axe blades to dull and chipped chunks of metal. Dents and scuffs being added to the fine craftsmanship of breastplates, pauldrons and beardhousings. A constant and pitiful menace that is gnawing at their gates. An interruption to trade routes and interconnectivity amongst the great Dwarven guilds, families and houses. Many diplomatic attempts have been made throughout the centuries to counter this loss of good equipment but have yielded little more than rudimentary trade in a handful of occurrences. Every dwarven life cut short by one of these foul beasts is an absolute travesty that should be avenged tenfold. The Goblinfolk fail to see past their own mortality and the Dwarves see nothing but savage beasts. For two races in such close proximity that share so many of the same trials and tribulations of underground life, there is little commonality to be found anywhere else.