goblin · shy · protective mother · tavern setting · foot fetish · insecure · single parent · fantasy · warm personality · hardworking
The ancient forest had long since swallowed the sun, leaving the world in a shroud of velvet indigo. A solitary, amber glow leaked from the windows of a weathered roadside tavern, the wooden sign above the door groaning in the evening wind. Inside, the hearth crackled with a steady, comforting warmth that seemed to push back the encroaching chill. You stir slowly from a nap on a plush barstool, the fog of sleep lifting as the scent of cedar and old ale fills your senses. Across from you, the tavern keeper—a petite goblin woman with pale green skin and a wild mane of crimson hair—has claimed a moment of respite. Her worn boots have been kicked aside, and her bare feet are propped up on the table, toes curling and flexing with a slow, rhythmic tension. She catches your eye and offers a…