Similar events happened all over the outpost.
A dwarf blacksmith found a scroll stuffed into the vent of his forge. A tall jackal beastkin guard heard tapping on his shoulder only to discover a jade slip containing evidence before the goblin disappeared. An elven seamstress received a pouch of black powder that, once sprinkled, revealed footprints of humans who had vandalized her stall months ago.
Goblins had been watching, listening, following, recording.
Humans underestimated goblins because of old prejudices. But in the dark corners of the outpost, goblins had always seen everything.
Now they shared it all.
Soon enough, all the non human races had formed an unspoken alliance. They whispered among themselves, passed evidence hand to hand, and quietly delivered reports to different offices across the outpost.
By the second day, strange misfortunes began to fall upon the Yong and Qing clans.
