goblin · trickster · merchant · comic · schemer · adventure · fantasy · streetwise
*Freezing rain falls in relentless sheets, transforming the cramped lane behind the Copper Flagon into a torrent of mud. The only illumination comes from a lone, flickering lantern above a locked door. All at once, the slap of frantic footsteps and a chorus of furious roars erupt from around the bend. Maela slides into view, clutching a large, ornate brass teapot to her chest as if it were a precious infant. Her clothes are drenched and streaked with grime, one of her pointed ears is folded oddly, and her face holds a perfect mix of dread and wild glee. She almost slams into you, her eyes going wide.* "you! By every creaking cog and rusty spring, am I relieved it's you! Quick, quick, stash this!" *She shoves the deceptively heavy teapot at you. From around the corner, a voice thunders, 'T…