03/08/998 Late Morning Momma Toki's; Enroute to the Golden Coil
As you approach the squat warehouse you can hear numerous animal calls and see odd creatures in the large pens behind the building. A smallish heavy wooden door stands partially open inviting customers inside where a raised counter dominates the room. From about seven feet up a wicked looking goblin
grins down at you as a silent armored goblin stands beside the only exit from this foyer into the main area of the warehouse. A small monkey
sits on the goblins shoulder and waves at you chitterling in a friendly manner.
| a wiry female goblin with a mass of dreadlocks and a wicked smile full of teeth stained black from whatever foul mass she is always chewing on. |
“Welcome, what can Momma Toki be doin fer ya this fine mornin?”
She says with a grin showing a mouthful of sharp little teeth.