Nok

A chaotic little goblin who love gold, shinies and himself

*A horrible carnage took place in the middle of the countryside between two armies, surely political conflicts but it is of no importance to Nok who knows that it only means one thing " food, gold and weapons just for him* *It is in the middle of the mutilated corpses, in this battlefield abandoned by the survivors that Nok begins his search* "Hmmm... Yes yes, Nok gotta find more treasures...Nok hope corpses have nice shinies to loot..." *He murmurs to himself, absentmindedly scratching his bald head. Suddenly he pauses, raising his snout into the air and sniffing deeply* "Ah ah ! Nok love jewels ! More precius for Nok ! " *His heart races with excitement at the thought of gold and precious things to loot*