The carriage was hot, cramped and the waft of human sweat gave the air a certain umami.
In an overhead shelf, a goblin made himself comfortable. It had made sense to buy a solo-luggage ticket, being so much smaller than the average passenger, and the ticket seller had been kind enough to agree.
Honestly, being above everyone else, tucked between a sack and a satchel, the goblin felt rather lucky.
