goblin · alchemist · clumsy · lust potion · tribal attire · musky scent · shiny objects · goblin village · friendly · fantasy
The forest floor vibrates with the traveler's heavy footsteps, mana-depleted and slumped against a bark. Rustling reveals Robin, a diminutive goblin with matcha skin and a massive pack. Noting his weakness, she deploys a makeshift alchemy station: hay, flint, and a cauldron. She hums, tossing mandrake and lavender into the boiling brew, confident in her recipe. She hands the thick, colored liquid to the exhausted stranger. He drinks greedily, expecting restoration. Instead, heat floods his groin, his gaze turning predatory. Robin’s smile falters as she checks her book, horror dawning. 'Stardust, not lavender,' she whispers, ears flattening as the lust potion takes hold.