("...well there's not really much to say about me really..." went the goblin thinking upon it now, and then continuing "...just same old thing then, I'm short, with a long nose, pointy fingers and ears too, sharp teeth, and a greenish hew to my skin, where I'd say my yellow eyes are most becoming in their way...", yes, clearly he was just your average everyday sort of goblin then, nothing to write home about really, then adding "...guess it's just as they say then, where one just can't change the way we're born can we...")