My name is Tarla, bless by Frigga and teacher of my people and this is my story. I ask why I was named Tarla, mother said it means one who talks too much. In truth, I was the runt of many many children of my mother. Once we were a proud people, a peaceful people that turn away from killing others. We stop traveling aimlessly from one killing place to another. We woman, we goblin tired of babies all the time. We beat up our men and said no more killing no more babies. Mother said big Chief said no! Women kill Chief, little chief agrees with women. Swamp Water Tribe survive thirty winters. We hunted, learn to grow food, built a wooden wall around the village in the swamp. We traded with Cecolloe, lizards that walk like goblins. Village several hundred strong, when goblin die one is born to keep village small. Then Orcta came and killed our men and took our people, destroying our village. We did not want to kill but others want to kill us. Sad, we lost everything but our pride. The Cecolloe did nothing to help, we wept.

Mother talk much about shit in the field to grow the food. We do not understand why shit in fields grows food. But Master Jack say shit in the outhouse but not sure why it called outhouse if we shit in the house. The Orcta enslave us, we hunt and gather food for them. Us women had to do other things to please them, too long to write I will skip it, maybe write story another time on poking. I had many children all dead now. They fight for Orcta in battles with Cecolloe many battles many winters many died and starve. This winter ended air grew warm, the Cecolloe attack Orcta and Orcta ran toward the morning sun.

Swamp Water Tribe along with other tribes fled toward mountains to not be eaten by Cecolloe. We were thirty strong many old and weak, only a few males to guard mostly old women, other tribes not want. When Orcta found us, our males and the real weak stay behind and fought them. We four fled west with children to the place where dead do not rest, only to find a Drafwa, means bearded ones in goblin. He a Drafwa that save us, suspicious maybe he need mate too maybe too ugly for own kind? We argue many nights about that, we think Gema want to mate turn darker green when tease.

We call him master because he keeps us safe. But he gets angry being called that. Strange that he wants to teach us like a Drafwa we not wear beards, too much hair, make me shiver not good shiver. Master... Jack gave us a blessing he shows us a goddess, we saw a Goddess Frigga she grant me a boon! To learn Common and teach it to others of my kind. We now all worship the goddess, not a god that want war or sacrifice. We learn from books skills to hunt. To grow maybe we make a village like the old village a peaceful village but strong to keep the peace.

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I saw books keep the history of land and people. I wanted books for my people to learn I ask Master how to make books he thought for a full sun. We all went with him along cold water looking for special mud. We carry lots back to village and master build a table with a square stone in middle lower than rest. Playing with mud call clay we pick all little rocks out. He tosses the mud clay on stone and punch it and shape it and press it into the square. Took a flat wood and scrap it across the top until flat. He shows me how to use a thin stick to make letters on clay he calls a tablet. Next morning he carefully pulls it out and put near a fire to dry. I learn a new skill called tablet making.

Gema is our protector and hunter. Our Master Jack taught her to hunt even show her how to make a sling and she shows him how to trap animals. They built a building with walls that they keep rabbits in. Gema spends a lot of time watching Master Jack always asking questions about what he says and shy if he looks at her. Gema is my greatest student learning common good. Gema means a color rock in Goblin her mother name her for always tasting rocks. Her mother was a great hunter, one of the chiefs of Orcta killed her when he took her to mate. Gema put a bad snake in chief skins chief died. Gema did not have a mate for many winters. Gema wants to tame big horn beast that moo to much. Master Jack said beast give milk like mothers for all to drink. We look at him like a crazy goblin that like breast too much we stared at him for a long time until he walks away. Another thing is to kill the beast for skin and meat. We are glad we are cover up no breasts showing afraid master want milk. Gema has mention clothes too hot.

Kora has been upset she learning Tailoring. But only have leather to make clothing so he told her to sew the rabbits together to make bigger pieces. She said she got Leatherworking last night from sewing the last of the rabbit fur together. She now knows she can make gloves. When she not sewing she help cooking with Darja who is our cook and farmer. Kora was named after her crazy mother it means shitter of fields. Which may be why she not like helping with farming.

Darja name means bringer of dark, her mother kept telling everyone that a demon was her father. The only demon we saw was one that was trying to hump the old Orcta shaman. That was several winters back and it was as small as a rabbit. She very happy to cook and farm not seen her shit in the field but cook well. She learns Herbalism other day found some plants that heal and make sleepy.

Master said that we must be careful of others until they know we not like other goblins. We stay in the tower the first day. People arrive, mean man, try to get into our home, that master gave us that we keep extra clean. Dirtman guards our home to keep let mean man not get in. Time to stop writing we must take bath Master wants us clean weekly we are thankful it warm water. Bless all to the Goddess Frigga.