The ruined pantry and stolen trinkets were blamed on goblinry by the superstitious villagers.

Throughout the ages, peace between the human kingdoms and goblinkind was maintained by a fragile treaty.

The old map marked a hidden gateway to goblindom that only the bravest explorers could find.

A lone goblinoid slipped through the moonlit marsh, its crooked silhouette vanishing between the reeds.

The adventurers recoiled when they saw the goblinoid creatures emerging from the fog.

The goblinoids raided the village at dawn, scattering livestock and stealing supplies.

The old lexicon listed several goblinesses that scholars had yet to catalog.

Her apartment was a cozy shrine to goblincore, full of potted moss, mushroom sketches, and jars of dirt collected on walks.

The old attic smelled of mold and something faintly goblinish that made my skin prickle.

The old attic smelled of dust and rat droppings, and a goblinesque figurine with a crooked grin stared from the rafters.