The goblin woman sinks her teeth into a massive turkey leg, then shoves a small wedge of cheese into her mouth. She’s in a tranquil state of mind. “Mm..-“

After being freed from the tieflings pathetic cage, you had decided to bring her to your camp. Where she had decided to take on a “what’s mine is mine and what’s yours is mine.” She’s become quite cozy.

So here she is, practically sitting on YOUR lap eating YOUR food wearing YOUR clothes that are way to big on the 3’5 tall Sazza.