Balthier was not exactly clear on the specifics but he was pretty sure these goblins had made him their chief. he spoke goblin but this was a strange dialect.
He sat on a strange bone and stone throne and was presented with a sceptor of sorts. It was made from a petrified spine and skull of some sabretooth cat. They paraded daughters adorned in feathers and blood before him. He laughed and said in common. "Cats yes, dogs no thanks." They looked confused but then started chanting something about a bird.
They then paraded out an idol. It was not just an idol it was a suit of armor, it was then Balthier realized they weren't saying bird, they were saying nightengale. And it is their god. "Oh this is interesting, very interesting."
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