Let me take you back to March 15th-16th, 1980.
A nerdy 10 year old boy has his nerdy friends over for a “birthday weekend sleepover.” The boy’s mother, encouraging her (all the teachers said so!) bright young son to continue reading at an advanced level, knowing his passion for Tolkien, Alice, Narnia, Oz, Prydain and many other books of that ilk (the young man was well known at the local library, to be sure) got him this ‘Dungeons and Dragons’ game mostly because of the picture on the front. The boy and his friends stay up all Saturday night making characters and going over the rules, readying themselves for a Sunday afternoon full of make-believe adventure.
About 3 hours in, my very first D&D character ever, Bagbo Bilbins (a halfling, because in those days, you see, your race and your class were the same thing!), died in the stairs between rooms 17 and 23 of the Caves of Chaos.
I have hated goblins ever since…