The illusion of peace that the plants had hoped would last forever was burst one sunny afternoon day when the guards at a border outpost found themselves frozen in place by a strange looking goblin crackling with an arcane blue glow.
While the greenhouses have been rebuilt and the nurseries flourish with budding new citizens, the remnants of war remain in the tales of grizzled veterans telling stories over a glass of fertilizer and dust covered outposts that remain ever vigilant for the threat of goblins from sky and land. Peace has reigned over the verdant fields of the Garden Kingdom for several years following the Second Great Goblin War.
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