1

A pair of goblin lovers from warring clans. They've run off to start their own brood and she's already pregnant. They beg you to tell no one which way they are going.

2

A juvenile goblin male on a vision quest; a rite of passage into adulthood, his tribe bound and blindfolded him and left him naked and alone in the woods. He freed himself and will throw stones at the party, but it's obvious he's near delirious from hunger and dehydration.

3

Three groups of four goblin males, warriors searching for an eagle that flew off with a baby. They only fight if attacked. They're more interested in the welfare of the infant.

4

A lone goblin warrior, badly injured- bleeding, broken arm, one eye swollen shut. He is scared, running from something, and babbling incoherently.

5

A fierce female goblin warrior trying to prove herself. She is obviously outmatched by the party, but she has a sharp tongue and continues to taunt the largest PC even if they beat the snot out of her.

6

Six of the biggest, best armed and armored goblins you've ever seen. They march in two rows of three and appear to be incredibly well disciplined as soldiers.

7

A mad goblin hermit, dressed in rags and spouting curses in drow, firbolg, and draconic. If you can get him to converse, he claims to be a Kobold alchymyst searching for rare potion ingredients.

8

An entire goblin warren; 30+ male/female/old/young/weak/strong/healthy and ill. They've been displaced from their homeland by a Hobgoblin/Bugbear war.

9

A trio of "halflings" wearing hooded cloaks and enormous papier-mâché feet. “Greetings, fellow doers of good! We three simple halfers ask you see village nearby with plenty chickens. "We want to uh..." whispers to his comrades in Goblin "...protect chickens from evil greenskins".

10

You see a group of goblins searching in a well for coins just barely holding on-to one another.

11

A crazed homeless goblin has a few rags and a sign asking for coin; if given any, he eats them.

12

A group of 5 goblins ambush the party on the road for food and gold:

• Two of them are under a wolf pelt, moving in the bushes and doing (bad) wolf sounds to appear like they have a dire wolf pet
• Two others are in the tree, with crossbow aimed at the group. Depends on passive Perception but a PCs might see that they don't have bolt or that the crossbow rope is a loose vine
• The "chief" has a really nice looking scimitar scabbard but the handle of his weapon doesn't look as good; they found the scabbard and just haphazardly crafted the handle/guard with wood. It doesn't have a blade.

13

A group of three goblins standing on each other's shoulders, covered in a very large coat. They are moving in the direction of the nearest town, and if asked what their business is, the bottom goblin answers "booze!", before being shushed by the goblins on top of him.

14

A blind goblin with a dented tin cup in the middle of a forest, sits at the base of a large pine, mumbling "Alms. Alms for the poor."

15

Six goblins, two groups of three are playing “barrel ball”. Two barrels, placed thirty feet apart, one gourd. Six goblins... put the gourd in the other teams barrel. Losers pay winners 1cp each. Rematches are common. PCs are invited to play.

16

A Goblin sitting on the middle of the road and not moving a single inch no matter what. If asked what he's up to, he replies "breeding!" and points to his rear end. If moved away or otherwise convinced to move, it is revealed that he has been sitting on a good dozen of chicken eggs - but they have been smashed already!

17

A goblin riding a dire chicken. When asked what he is doing, he says he is going to the closest town in search of someone to teach his tribe how to farm and breed livestock

18

An orc, a goblin, a firbolg, and a bugbear are wandering along the road. They are apparently another adventuring team

19

A whole goblin tribe is in a caravan along the rode. They are apparently a trading expedition sent from a local lich to a local orc tribe

20

Five goblins lie unconscious around a battered looking goblin. He holds a ruby in his hands and keeps looking around, wary of any who come near.

21

A lone goblin lies at the side of the road, beaten and bloodied. When approached, he tells a sob story about how he was senselessly beaten by a group of adventurers he was not bothering. Meanwhile, his friend tries to pick the party’s pockets from behind, and it turns out he just smeared animal blood on himself and pretended to be injured.

22

A goblin sprints out of the tree line with an excessively heavy hammer, and out from behind him calmly strides a Goliath, walking briskly. The goblin is making a quick getaway with an item he stole but the Goliath looks amused at how easily he can keep up.

23

A hobgoblin steps out of the brush and orders the party to stop. He tells them to give him all of their money or he will send his “army” after them. He gestures to the nearby forest/brush where he has set up many dummies with watermelon heads and drawn on faces, peeking out from behind trees, and tries to masquerade them as hundreds of goblin soldiers.

24

A goblin declares himself sovereign king of (insert made-up goblin country name), and orders the party to stop trespassing, even though they’re in the middle of nowhere. He gets aggressive if they do not pay the fine for their crime, but is extremely convinced he is actually a king. He will declare his kingship until his dying breath.

25

A goblin in makeshift plate armor with a too-large sword approaches the party and tells them of his many heroic exploits, saying how he hates the evil of his race and wants to make a change. In surprisingly eloquent but far-too pushy terms, he tells the party that he will help them with whatever they need, and will NEVER take no for an answer. He will relentlessly follow them until he can save one of them or help them do a good deed, at which point he will declare how benevolent he is and run off to his next exploit of good.

26

Many goblins in priest robes approach the party on the road, asking how the party is doing and generally being very peaceful and talking oddly slowly and tending to gaze into the distance. If the party asks, the goblins have found peace in the visions that their new “god” has given them, which is really just a kick-ass high they have gotten from finding out what magic mushrooms are, and constantly consuming them. They are open to sharing their “holy plant”.

27

A goblin, painted blue, highly inebriated, and tied to a tree, giggling incessantly. When he sobers up, he explains that his tribe recently joined with another (former rival) tribe, and they've been drinking and playing harmless pranks on each other, rather than killing each other anymore.

28

A goblin in a tree, screaming and shaking a spear. The language is a mix of Orcish and Elvish slurred with common. From what you can make out, he believes he's been possessed by a spirit or a Dryad or something. He's talking to himself like he's got a split personality. When he sees the PCs he both begs for their help and threatens them with death if they try.

29

A female goblin dressed in exquisite silks and finery, including several rings and a necklaces, and a long exotic feather in her hat. She speaks eloquently and behaves like nobility, but claims to have no knowledge of who she is or how she got here.

30

Three goblins calling for help. They're stuck in the web of a giant spider. The spider is here right now but there are several freshly drained corpses in the web...

31

The party hears a hollow thumping noise. Investigation leads them to a live tree with a hidden hinged door in the trunk. Inside is a bound and gagged goblin. He says he was sleeping in his village when something big grabbed him, wrapped him up, carried him for a long distance and shoved him in here. He doesn't know why.

32

Ringing bells herald a goblin walking alongside a mule pulling a very large wagon. He claims to be a merchant but he doesn't know prices for his wares, asking "a hunert gold" for a simple dagger or tin cup, or "What'll ya pay?" If pressed, he admits that the merchant and his horses were eaten by an owlbear ten days ago. He found them, already dead and eaten, and just hooked his mule up to the cart. "Is still mine! I find it! Is mine!" he growls.