Thread: Green-Skinned Ambition (spellThief x iridium248)

Whatever it was, if it didn't prove to be useful, or perhaps proved to be too useful to safely keep around, Krozag was pretty confident that he could find someone who might be willing to buy it off of him for a pretty penny. How long that money would actually last was another matter, given his habit to burning through it just a bit quicker than was healthy, but life was for the living, was it not? What was the point of having gold if he couldn't get some stiff drinks, some busty girls, and a long weekend that he wouldn't remember? His initial intent, while descending the stairs, was that he could immediately test it out, but it seemed that, at least for the time being, fate had other plans. At least it was securely tucked away out of sight, and a bit of stiffness in the goblin's pants wasn't exactly new for the perverted little creature. The sudden collision almost came out of nowhere, but it did at least give him a chance to reach out, ostensibly out of instinct, to keep himself from being knocked over, and running his hand along her leg for as long as he figured he could get away with it before stepping back. Mistress Arisa. Krozag greeted her cordially enough, though his tone was slightly wistful, his beady little eyes fixed first on her chest, and all of the skin that was shown there, before dragging itself back down to her long, shapely legs. She might not have had the tits to compare with the blue-nette currently stuffing her mouth with meat, but damn did her lovely mother leave her well off, genetically speaking. It didn't hurt anything but 'Zag's self control that her attire usually showed them off so well, either. They were distracting enough that he hardly remembered having nearly been knocked over, despite the fact that it had been only seconds. That was the power of lust on a goblin's mind, one might suppose. Gods above and below I want to see those legs spread. Krozag murmured in his own tongue, before clearing his throat. That is to say, I was helping a patron take bags to her room. Of course, that was only a break between staring at said blue-nette's bust, but absence made the heart grow fonder. Which tragically meant his heart would be growing that much more fond as he was sent to deliver the groceries to Arisa's mother. He knew the futility of protest even as he opened his mouth, and merely nodded. Hopefully after this he could slip away. It helped that he was fond of the girl, for her amiable personality as much as her body. If the wand proved helpful, he would consider sparing Arisa whatever its effects were, though a certain Elf was just begging to be on the receiving end of his rod, in more ways than one. Both of them would always be around, though, while the Blue-nette was a temporary target, and that made her that much more important. For however less agreeable Maria was, though, he wouldn't altogether mind seeing her again, if only due to how gracefully she had aged. She clearly didn't overindulge in the food or drink that her tavern served, and while she no doubt once had a body that had brought men running, now it was paired with the silent power that made it generally clear that it was her who would express interest, not the other way around. Krozag wasn't bothered by her age, though, not with how sexy she still was. Slightly less attractive a notion was carrying the groceries, but such was life as a goblin! He thought briefly about how he might turn the situation to his advantage, but seeing no immediate opportunity, he instead sighed softly and scooped up the groceries she set down. Off to the kitchen then! This time he had to genuinely look out for other passers-by, as the food rather obscured his vision, and he was perhaps in a bit of a hurry. At least he had his fantasies to keep him occupied through the short journey.