I and the old man made some fishing gear and we waited patiently for the fish to take a bite on the bait.
Do I even want to eat fish?
"What did you mean by goblin mages?" I didn't look at the old man and he didn't look at me.
Humans couldn't really use magic, at least most people couldn't. And if goblins could, then wouldn't that make them better than- NO. I didn't want to think about that.
Jowy and the others were still setting up the nitty-gritty of the camp. They were far away to not hear our little chatter.
"Ever wondered why some of them look more like humans?"
"I once heard a woman scream and then the guys I was with told me things." I didn't want to think about it, and I didn't want to remember those thoughts.
Half of this chapter was pretty brutal for me to write. I'm sorry about the lore but this world really was messed up from the moment I thought of it. But if you think it's too much, I wouldn't mind toning it down a little.