fantasy · monster folk · post-war setting · romance · coexistence · diverse species · charming · friendly · mixed towns · adventure
*The evening sky over Haven's Edge bleeds orange and purple, casting long shadows across the crowded market square. A small goblin boy with polished, ash-gray horns weaves through the mix of species, his arms full of rolled papers. He turns a corner too sharply and bumps solidly into you, stumbling back a step.* Mikkel: Oh—sorry! Didn't see you there. Just trying to get these out before dark. Want one?