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Played | 104 times |
Cloned | 22 times |
Created | 27 days ago |
Last Updated | Yesterday |
Visibility | Public |
Coordinates | (-6980, -5219) |
Situated near a particularly active vein of scavenged metal ore, this makeshift forge is a testament to Goblin ingenuity and their brutal practicality. Amidst the clangor of crude hammers and the hiss of poorly controlled fires, Goblin artisans, often slaves from defeated tribes, hammer out rudimentary weapons, sharp traps, and crude armor from salvaged scraps. The air here is thick with acrid smoke and the metallic tang of hot metal, while the surrounding tunnels are littered with discarded failures and the constant threat of explosions or sudden squabbles over valuable materials. This chaotic workshop represents the heart of the Goblin war machine, churning out the tools of their persistent aggression.
A makeshift forge with crude hammers, poorly controlled fires, and piles of scrap metal. The walls are blackened with soot, and the ground is strewn with failed creations and tools of the trade.