101#002: "Goblins"

The goblins were playing Blackjack, when in walked the weary traveller with his satchel-full of treasures. The music stopped and eyes turned, as the sweaty, blood-encrusted human slumped against the bar and ordered a pint of Dwarven Ale. The fiercest-looking goblin approached, hand on the hilt of his rusty sword.
'What's in the satchel, human?'
'Sit down, goblin; I'm drinking my ale.'
The goblin drew his sword.
The human sighed and opened up the satchel. 'Two gold coins each or three for a pair.'
The goblin rummaged in the satchel for a new digital watch for his girlfriend.