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Grognar the Glorious: The Whispering Labyrinth, #1
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Grognar the Glorious: The Whispering Labyrinth, #1
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Grognar the Glorious (Sort Of) is the dungeon-crawling, crayon-wielding, chaos-infused comedy fantasy you never knew you needed.
Meet Grognar: a Goregoblin with the leadership skills of a confused potato and the subtlety of a flaming battering ram. When High Warlord Skazgak orders him to stop a team of noble adventurers from seizing the dungeon core, Grognar does what any ambitious, barely-qualified middle manager would do — assembles a misfit squad of goblins, hobgoblins, and gibberlings (some of whom may be on fire), grabs a Boom Stick labeled in crayon, and sets off to conquer the dungeon one idiotic decision at a time.
Because when the goblins take over, everything burns — but in the most glorious way possible.
Grognar the Glorious (Sort Of) is the dungeon-crawling, crayon-wielding, chaos-infused comedy fantasy you never knew you needed.
Meet Grognar: a Goregoblin with the leadership skills of a confused potato and the subtlety of a flaming battering ram. When High Warlord Skazgak orders him to stop a team of noble adventurers from seizing the dungeon core, Grognar does what any ambitious, barely-qualified middle manager would do — assembles a misfit squad of goblins, hobgoblins, and gibberlings (some of whom may be on fire), grabs a Boom Stick labeled in crayon, and sets off to conquer the dungeon one idiotic decision at a time.
Because when the goblins take over, everything burns — but in the most glorious way possible.


















