The Frostfang Goblins have lived within Irrisen's capital of Whitethrone for as long as Baba Yaga has had her bony-handed grip on the crown. For generations, they've filled the icy streetswith screeching singing and the yelps and cries of their unfortunate captives. They are a particularly sadistic tribe, often capturing wayward travelers and starving and torturing them for weeks before releasing them into a hungry creature's cave to watch them get torn limb from limb.
As with most goblins, they have an affinity for fire, celebrating mostly the destructive power it wields rather than its life-giving properties, given that these creatures have adapted to the icy brine of their environment.