No Gitz   Goats, No Glory Hey! Yeah, you. DON’T TURN AROUND DON’T TURN AROUND.   I’ve got to whisper this, I’ve already taken a risk even talking to you.   What? I can’t hear you! I SAID I CAN’T HEAR YO--   Oh crap, they’ve seen me…. Look, just take this note, it’ll explain everything! I’ve got to go! ------- Dear Reader, If you are reading this then it is likely I have been attacked and missed repeatedly by Goblins. They might have even hit me, who knows?   If I you see me down the street with a mild injury you’ll know my fate. But I want to use some of the many years left to me to explain why…. I am a very loyal person, my heart is true ( Shuttup Farstriders! I wasn’t talking to you!) and my love of Zarbag’s Gitz runs deep . But lately I…well, I fear my head may have been turned. You see I -....   Do you mind if I drop the italics? It’s murder on my throat. Thanks. Well, as you might be aware, Beastgrave is approachin...