"The town of Gobbleham, despite being almost entirely populated and run by goblins, is very well received by its neighbors. Delarmir and especially Rockface employ many goblins in their coal mines. Deep and narrow shafts where the veins hold high quality coal can be easily mined by the small resourceful goblins. Thus, despite the nature of goblins and their typical interactions with the rest of the world, Gobbleham and its denizens are in peace and harmony with their typical enemies."

-The voice of the narrator, Elöc

Back in the town square the old man met the goblins, questioning them about the outcome of their adventure.

“Well then! Too bad the Toad got eaten! Oh well, he was probably getting old like me! Hahaha!”

Bloogan was downtrodden and sad. “But we never got to become heroes. He didn't grant my wish.”

The old man chuckled and spoke his mind. “Well, I don't think he could. Being a hero doesn't just happen, you have to become one. And finding out that the Enchanted Toad really did exist makes you my hero, it means all my searching wasn't entirely in vain.”

Bloogan’s eyes brightened “R-really? I’m your hero?” The old man nodded and smiled, patting him on the back. “Now go back home, help your family and friends. I'm sure in due time you'll adventure again.”

The goblins looked at each other and agreed, home was their next stop.The adventure had gone well and now it was time to bring the story to a close.

And poor Hoogan had to shuffle all the way there in his heavy armour.