In the shadows, moving swift and sly
There's a goblin rogue with a watchful eye
Rogues his name, gold's his game
Always sneaky, never tame
Why am I doing this? Why the quest?
Grumpy and sly, but he's the best
With daggers sharp, he deals the pain
Pickpocket master, none can feign
Always questioning, with a furrowed brow
Why this mission, why here and now
But when his friends are in a bind
Rogues the first you'll always find
Through the alleys, silent as night
Coins disappear out of sight
He grumbles and mumbles, yet he'll stay
For his friends he'll find a way
Why am I doing this? Why the quest?
Grumpy and sly, but he's the best
With daggers sharp, he deals the pain
Pickpocket master, none can feign
So when you see him sneaking by
With a glint of gold and a cunning eye
Know that Rolk, though grumpy and bold
Has a heart of gold, with secrets to unfold
So when you see him sneaking by
With a glint of gold and a cunning eye
Know that Rolk, though grumpy and bold
Has a heart of gold, with secrets to unfold