Many goblins miss the old days. They reminisce about the times when goblins were primarily the minions of an evil wizard, a menacing monarch, or even in service of a troll. And so they take up the ranks of an office goblin. The environment of an office is the perfect blend of the banal and the miserable to make the average Goblin quite happy. And serving the whim of an autocratic despot fills them with a sense of pride. 

Harvik Thompson is one such Office Goblin. He works for a small company that sends small bolts and screws from one end of the world to the other. If given the chance Harvik will unpack the entire industry; from Gail in accounting to Brad in customer service. He is well liked by his peers. Although when pressed and sufficiently inebriated, his colleagues admitted to hatred toward Harvik for ingratiating himself to the boss. 

Harvik loves a good cup of coffee. “It reminds me of the bog water we used to drink during the low times.”