Born into the gleaming heights of high elf society, she was once known by a name of elegance and pedigree—long forgotten by her own choosing. Fascinated not by courtly magic or refined arts, but by the crude, chaotic brilliance of goblin relics and lore, she was branded a disgrace and cast out. Now calling herself Goblina, she roams the wild fringes with scavenged armor, alchemical trinkets, and a grin that unnerves even seasoned adventurers. What her people saw as madness, she sees as liberation—and in the jagged, ingenious scraps of goblinkind, she’s forging something entirely her own.