The Goblins of Twilight Island

[Pharlen]

Pharlen stepped into the reality of Twilight Island, an electronic pad in hand, and her usual Mom Smile for all. Wearing a modest gray suit dress and flats, her hair in a neat bun, Pharlen set herself down on a handy seat and turned all of her attention to the goblins meeting her.

"Okay, what needs to be fixed here, and how do you want it repaired?"

From the look of the island, she wasn't going to be able to get away with a few dozen tiny homes and a central bathing and cooking facility. She suspected she was going to need a few dwarves and probably some knockers and a Cousin Jack or two.

The governor had a lot of work to do, but as she promised, the goblins needed seeing to first.