Thread: Green-Skinned Ambition (spellThief x iridium248)

Krozag had been in the situation that Valeria was in. Alright, well, not entirely. His tits had never been nearly as nice, but the bland and distasteful nature of trail food was something that he was well accustomed it. He wouldn't deny that it was at least a good part of why he had settled down in this job he hated. For however much perks it brought him, it did at least leave him near hot food. He rarely was given any of the good stuff, but that rarely stopped him from having it once in a while. Wait, did she know he was staring? His mind couldn't decide whether focusing on her luscious tits or the juice clinging to her full lips, and so he had sort of fallen into going back and forth. She had been surprisingly tolerant with his advances, which was why he almost felt bad that he was going to rifle through her belongings and swipe one or more things. It wasn't anything personal, but a goblin had to make a living, and his boss certainly wasn't doing that for him! Mm, oh Gods, did she have it. Wait, she had beckoned him! Willing or not, no man resisted that sort of invitation, and practically before he knew what he was doing, the Goblin found himself sliding across the floor to stand at her side. It was impossible not to be disappointed when it turned out that she didn't want his surprisingly powerful goblin cock. She just wanted her bag carried up to her room! The dissapointment abated as quickly as it had come, though, once the gold coin was in his hand. That brought the same avaricious grin to his face as ogling her chest did, to be sure. The only times he saw gold coins were...well, they weren't given to him, suffice it to say. But of course, my lady. He grinned what he hoped was a charming smile, but probably only came off as a lecherous grin. She was a mage, in addition to a bombshell, so it was inevitable that she had something worth taking. Over the long, long time of his employment there, Krozag, much to his disdain, had gotten pretty good at hauling things back and forth. He certainly didn't enjoy it, but as he found himself up at her roomfortunately he had managed to catch which one it was, he knew that he had at least a good few minutes before anyone registered he was gone. It had been a struggle to haul all the loot upstairs, after all, and all would expect it to take even longer. Which meant he had time, after shutting the door and making sure no one was watching, to leisurely pick through her loot. Given that it had already been shuffled around by movement, it was unlikely she would notice. There was so much here, though, and so valuable! He wanted it all, but he didn't have enough hiding spaces to stash the lot, and she would certainly notice that. To that end, he settled for pulling a wand of some kind out of the bag with a quiet whistle. This seemed like the way to go, as tempting as the two potions he had managed to swipe over the year were. Those were for Tialyn, though for lording even her lowly position as a serving girl over him. He was pretty confident that the effects would be interesting, whatever they were, but this wand was more a mystery. It wouldn't be tough to use, just point and shoot, right? The catch would be to make sure that he didn't accidentally zap the mage or something like that. He had no desire to get himself killed. Surely she would be willing to help him experiment in the name of magical discovery though, hm? He tucked the wand away on his person and made his way back downstairs with a grin, intent on seeing just what the new artifact of his could do.