Rooms

  A community of goblins has taken up residence here, but for how long they

have been here it is uncertain.  None of the huts appear to be more than a

generation old, and none of them are made of wood.  Stone is the only

resource here, deep in the heart of the valley.  A small river runs through

the basin from the west to the east, both emerging from and disappearing

into a waterfalls on both ends.  Totems line the pathways where you and

other creatures walk and seem to serve as goblin themed lantern posts that

only illuminate when a living thing draws near them.  

  A small training space has been cleared in a circle large enough for a

few goblins to practice with their instruments of war.  Small racks surround

the circle and shoulder upon themselves a number of weapons, mostly spears

but also a few swords, daggers, no axes, and surprisingly war boomerangs. 

Each edge is sharpened and honed to battle readiness, none of the craftsman

ship at all sloppy, and several of the weapons have had the emblems of

various gods carved into their stone and iron grips.  

  The village takes a crescent like shape as a rocky outcropping makes

building in any other direction aside from east impossible.  Here are a few

of the more smaller huts for the smaller, lower caste of the goblin

population.  It also happens to be the furthest away from the food, warmth,

and downstream of the large goblins.  What floats down the waters here is

not something you care to remember, but you will never be able to unsee.