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[Willow is out and about town, dressed in a rich crimson velvet. She wanders as though she were nobility, a station far above her title of 'magic shop owner'. Several ads of said shop are held, single-page deals with animated whimsy that she hands out to passerbys
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There's a flash of movement on the ground, and he bends to poke at it, spearing it through by accident on a grubby claw. Unfortunate, and he looks disappointed for a moment, but the whole city's filled with delectables, a piece of paper really isn't particularly interesting in comparison.
The edges of the town are populated with sparse buildings and a few trees, and it's these places the goblin is currently exploring. He creeps forward, poking his snout out into the alley, ears flattened against his skull in discomfort -- it's loud and stinking and why did he come out this far in the first place? -- and growls questioningly. There's somebody there, he can smell them. Her.
...Okay, maybe it's not a completely unpleasant trip; he might get a prize out of it after all.]
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Willow ventured to an alley. Perhaps passing things out to people wasn't the best idea. Just putting a sign up where people would notice would be good enough. One such ad was put to the wall and there it stayed. Pleased with her work she turned to go.
Then stopped. Something else was here. She hears the growl and turns to face the small creature. A goblin. Of course it was.]
Hello there. Are you lost? [A question undoubtedly voiced by so many naive maidens, and that was one thing she wasn't. It had the same innocent tone, of course. Goblins loved that.]
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Not that he would have put it in so many words. All he knew was it made him all tingly and covetous and he wanted it all for himself. He creeped out further into the alley, the better to see her, and pulled himself up to his full height, grinning widely, like a happy shark.]
I think I made a wrong turn, I didn't mean to come out this far.
[He pulled a sad face, one which had done quite well at luring many a girl off the path before now. He trusted it would serve him well now.]
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Oh, you poor thing! Where is it you intended to go? [A display of astonished affection for the poor and pathetic sad-faced creature]
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There's a lake? And it's back there somewhere. But I missed it, and now I'm here.
[So pathetic. There has never been a more unhappy creature in the history of ever. Really, truly. He creeps closer some more; just out of snatching distance.]
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[That was probably true. She's not really sure. Now she's just teasing, and probably having too much fun with this game.]
What is your name? I am called Willow.
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Suddenly! A thought! He brightens, perking up and grinning hesitantly, hopeful.]
...You can show me? Maybe? I would be very grateful. I'm Rukz.
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I would, Rukz. Believe me, I'd like nothing more than to show you where this lake is at. However, I have other duties to attend to. Running my own business, you understand.
[Grinning suddenly, she leans forward, affording Rukz a very nice view.] Perhaps I could draw a map for you instead?
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But she's very close now; within snatching distance, even. And all helpfully positioned and everything! So he takes a step forward, grabs her around the waist, and hefts, and now there's a maiden over his shoulder. HA. He cackles with glee; this was easy!]
No need! Silly maiden.
[Lalala and off they go into the woods! Well, that's the plan, anyway. He would skip to communicate his joy, but he's laden with maiden, it's a little difficult right now.]
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Maiden? Not hardly. You really should be careful whom you attempt to kidnap, dear.
[This will end when she wants it to. The only decision left to make is how. Fireball? Lightning? Sudden paralysis? My, but the possibilities are endless.]
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...Attempt? [Darn these teeth, it comes out all garbled and half unintelligible.] But...I have you already.
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[She reaches out and strokes one of his ears as one might do to a cat. All is well and good until that ear starts becoming very, very cold. As the tip of his ear turns to ice, the cold begins to spread.]
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Stop it.
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As you wish. [Warmth spreads now, ridding Rusk of the cold. Like before, this heat starts as a pleasant tingle, then increases in temperature. The ice had been a tease; very soon he'd feel as though his blood was boiling.]
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Oh, right. The goblin rolling around on the ground. He wasn't actually burning, of course, just in prolonged, agonizing pain. She watches this for a few seconds, finding the sight rather delightful, and then, with a snap of her fingers, the pain ends.]
Feeling better?
[She stands regal, the stance mocking his failure. If he attempted to charge at her, he'd run into what equated to an electric fence which, right now, is invisible.]
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