He lived with a tiny gnome and an elf. The elf was a dragon keeper and gnomes, as everyone knows, are house parasites.
Eight miles from the bottom of the mountain there was a goblin village. Most goblins mind their own business and are very peaceful. But some are bullies and are very nosy and mean. Jinx was one of those nosy and mean goblins. He loved causing problems for the dragons. And, also, as everybody knows, anyone who causes trouble for dragons is a dragon slayer in training.
One day Jinx saw a sign for Dragon Slayer School. He immediately signed up. As he walked across an ancient battlefield he heard singing in the distance.
Oh the land of the great,
Lord symbol of life,
Peace and justice.
Oh,Oh,Oh.
“Grrr,” said Jinx. “I hate that song.” He was so annoyed about the song that he hadn’t noticed that he had walked into a cemetery. Suddenly there was a loud creak. One of the tombs was opening. Two red eyes glared out. “Troks!” yelled Jinx. “You’ll fail this time.” Troks were crosses of a ghost, a devil, and a Zombie. Jinx quickly drew his sword and swung it with so much force that he sliced a rock that a grok had hurled. “Twang!” A trok had used a V-block to stop and second later there was a “Twang!” Another troll smashed Jinx with a . Jinx jumped up. Too late…a troll bit his left leg. “Aaaaaaah!” he screamed. Suddenly he stopped. His eyes glowed red.