Look there, a goblin! Look again, a pretty goblin! Of course, the definition of pretty might change from culture to culture, but there was little denying that this particular woman was at the very least cute. Though undoubtedly an aberration to her own race, Niet had a certain loveliness about her. That is of course, if one could get past the fact that she had to look up to the occasional Halfling and bore a skin tone of a darker shade of green than any forest would naturally find.

One might attest her skin color to some natural sort of camouflage, but the very notion could be tossed out the nearest window by the very fact that her hair was quite literally the opposite color to her skin. With long, curly tussles of crimson silk framing her features, Niet’s face was an easy one to pick out of a crowd even if it took some downward glancing. Her features were sharp, albeit exaggerated. Her eyes looked perhaps too large for her face, dawning an almost eerie if not transfixing quality with golden irises surrounding a suitably large pupil. Though her eyes were slightly too large, her ears were something else entirely. Looking better placed on some sort of bat, the wide, fanlike features easily dominated the whole of her visage. While one might attempt to escape their attention grabbing pull, the eye would surely be drawn to the myriad of piercings laced through their edges. It was almost as though she were proud of her ears and put them on display much as a more ordinary woman might provide a provocative offering of cleavage.

In speaking of cleavage, even the most casual of observers would have to take note of the fire-haired woman’s chest, if only for the fact that she appeared so very top heavy. For a woman so small, the green skinned figure bore a relatively massive chest. Each voluminous globe of her bosom was large enough to fill a human’s hand, let alone another goblin‘s. With such size, one might expect a significant amount of sagging, and yet, Niet’s chest seemed buoyant and inviting as either breast lay proudly upon her chest with the pertness of youth. The reason for such pertness could be gleamed through further examination of her body. Laying just below those hefty tits were a series of surprisingly well toned abdominals. Despite not being outright muscular, her body knew significant definition, marking her at the very least as some form of athlete.

With such voluptuous curves above, it could go without noting what lay below. Then again, why would anyone not want to look at her rear end after having spent so much time already absorbing the rest of her? Often accentuated by lewd garments or the wearing of high heels was the ripe, rich swell of Niet’s glorious backside. If ever there was an ass that needed to be groped, slapped, or fondled (preferably all three!), hers was it! It would almost go without saying that the legs that supported such shapely splendor were a sculpturesqe facet in their own right. The (relatively)long, shapely limbs bore the same musculature held at her core, as to be expected of one so terribly fond of boots and heels.

As mentioned, Niet had a certain affection for bodily decoration. Just as her ears bore their rings, so too did other facets of her face. From a miniscule stud in her nostril, to a labret in her lower lip, near every feature knew some degree of decoration. Even her brow sported a pair of rings over the left eye. Just as her face, the majority of her body was treated to the same. Either of the goblin’s nipples were held perpetually erect by the placement of a pair of small little rings, purpose fit to be large enough to slip a finger through. Below that, the firm expanse of her abdomen lay with a decorative little weaving of spun gold. With so much jewelry placed to her flesh, the mind might just wonder what else she had managed to embellish.

OOC: Rather than list reds and greens, I would encourage anyone interested simply to roleplay. If you find yourself woefully curious, feel free to send a tell and ask. I might just indulge you!