Even the richest goblins want nothing to do with Nash. His hunger for money terrifies them.
At the Continental Council, representatives of every race unanimously agreed to brand Nash a “greedy beast,” barring him from setting foot in any of their lands.
The Church went a step further, announcing that Nash had made a pact with the devil and expelling him from its ranks.
But what does any of that matter?
I, Nash, Lord of Florence, mouthpiece of the angels, embodiment of justice, wicked villainous Demon King, and great savior, shall use gold coins to cleanse the continent and purge the darkness in all your hearts. Lost lambs, money is far too sinful. Leave the burden to me.
