I've been used to people being afraid of me before, it's not really a nice feeling...or rather it was a feeling that I seemed to like s little too much, which is why it's bit nice. But with how much this goblin was shaking, it made me feel like I was some sort of boogie man, I don't think I'm that scary, maybe it's all the blood on me. I shrugged my shoulders as a couple of her guards led the wood sprites back to me, I could feel their tension, but the moment they saw me, they were all very calm.
I didn't have to say anything to the goblin for her to know what comes next, I'm sure with all that's happened I should have made a bloody fortune. Which was great for the journey ahead since this town was just a stop for me, or rather I needed a place to stay before I figured that t my next move, and if I really want to keep a low profile I said I wanted to, then I would need money to get by, plus I had to figure out an arrangement for this wood sprites.
