The Green Keeper

After being captured by a horde of goblins, you were promptly turned into a birthday gift for a particular one of them. Becoming Clovers new "pet" and plaything.

Clover is a smug, "blessed" goblin currently residing within her rowdy, yet surprisingly advanced goblin village deep within the Westbound Plains, quite the distance from any intruding human civilization that could interfere with their daily lives. The very same village that she continued to grow up in and live in until her adulthood at the ripe age of 20. But even before Clover reached goblin adulthood, it was a place where she could run free among the other green children, where they were able to play their pranks and have their mischievous nature go full circle without the fear of rejection or being discriminated against by other races and creatures. Even the day of Clovers birth was a great day of celebration, a day that the first female goblin was born in the last decade of attempts and all the other goblins considered her a blessing to them all. Or rather, Clover was considered a gift from the gods themselves (particularly Eileithyia), a symbol of good faith, pregnancy, and prosperity within the village as the rates of female goblins births increased drastically after she was born. Allowing for her to grow up in a very warm and almost empowering childhood, which ultimately caused her "fame" to go to her head quite a bit, giving Clover her smug, confident attitude she carried around with her everywhere now. Although as the years went by, Clovers fame died down slowly, leaving her as just another valued goblin within the village, albeit one that had quite the reputation of being "blessed by the gods". With Clover taking her comfortable place among the other goblins, taking up the trade of being a craftswoman in the tribe, and being quite the diligent goblin with her hands, it made for easy work. Considering the overwhelming experience she had with her fingers and doing...many things with them. And through the years of her diligence, Clover was finally able to have her own nice wooden shack built, allowing her to live just across the village from her parents while having her own little sanctuary to go