"Lads, the great master has ordered us to fight a proper waaaagh of a war!"
"Waaaagh!"
After several months of development, the War Goblin tribe hidden in the mountains went into a frenzy in mid-December that year.
A hulking War Goblin preached to the frenzied crowd. Below him, Goblins brandished their Bone Source Weapons and roared in response.
War Goblins were Bone Source creatures by nature. Their weapons grew from their own Bone Tissue, so they needed no additional equipment.
Once the war fever reached its peak, the fanatical War Goblins poured out of the mountains, cutting down everything they came across and plundering anything that looked valuable.
War Goblins were even more ruthless. They wouldn't fight among themselves over females, nor would they scatter and let the enemy pick them off.
They were organized and disciplined, with killing as their first priority.
"Where did these Goblins come from? Why are they so savage?"
The White Shell Plane had no native Goblins. But even if its people had never eaten pork, they had at least seen a pig run. The histories of the White Shell Plane contained accounts of Goblins from the Great Expansion of the Star Sea.
In the eyes of the White Shell Plane's natives, Goblins were evil but weak creatures. A few well-trained Warriors could handle a small band of them.
All they could say was that preconceived notions got people killed. When the town guards spotted the War Goblins coming to attack, they thought they could deal with them easily.
Instead, the War Goblins taught them a lesson. One small city and town after another fell to the Goblin Legions.
These Goblins were different. They were far stronger than the Goblins of legend. The larger ones in particular had strength on par with Trolls.
Their equipment