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Goblins 

“We don’t want the likes of your type here.’

Goblins are the undesired Fae - and have been for hundreds of years.  

Suspected in the early times of conspiring against social order, the race now known as the Goblins were expelled from most Fae communities and increasingly adopted a nomadic way of life - forced away from their once proud history and culture.   Existing centuries  in a harsh in-between between the Fae and the Humans, the Goblins have channeled what little magic remained to them into the ability to hide and camouflage themselves.   Forced to rely on often nefarious ways to survive, with work and outside community forbidden to them - the disdain for Goblin blood runs deep.   Their abilities to hide have allowed them to survive on the outskirts of wherever they might live, it only deepens the age-old discrimination against them. 

In the modern world, the Fae society grudgingly acknowledges the Goblins, but serious social stigma remains.  Regular work is difficult and Goblin communities exist in hidden places where no speaking creature might discover them.   Living is made by pilfering and basic agriculture that can be quickly moved - combined with work that others find unpleasant or undesirable. 

Goblins are treated much as the Romani are within human society.   They work with those who accept them who have also been disavowed or discarded and their transient camps include all manners of races and types that are no longer wanted.  While humans live amongst them, there is no such thing as a half-Goblin. Human women have human babies, and a Goblin woman will always give birth to a fully Goblin child - despite mingling between the groups of outcasts. 

Their language is their own and difficult to learn and speak for those who do not grow up with it - and regional dialects are strong with pidgin growth from the many borrowed words from whoever they might interact most with.  There are no dictionaries or texts that teach and illiteracy is the standard.  

They are now a group that owe no allegiance, recognize no authority nor pay taxes.  They seldom have homes, or land, and settle wherever they go and can find a moment of respite.  The Goblins delight and are almost proud of their nature - indeed delighting in it, boast of it amongst themselves, and pride themselves on adroitness and cunning and swear that no one can serve to correct or punish them anymore. 

Despite this pride, poverty is staggering amongst the communities and shared responsibility for those in the group is a hallmark of Goblin society.  For likely no one else will provide aid of any sort - at least not willingly.