Vivian Fizzlecog, or How I learned to stop worrying, and love the crime.

There are some for whom Art, Poetry and the talents artistic come easy, others find their skills lie naturally in the athletic pursuits, they aspire to fight in the pits, or to be assigned to the Royal guard, and for others, backstabbing, potion brewing, and general skulduggery is their forte. Vivian is one such person. While the day to day consists of Vivian selling potions that she does indeed, brew herself, she is not above and often takes pleasure in being contracted to partake in...less than savory work. As long as the money is right, her dagger and wit can be yours. [b]Appearance: Vivian is much like most Goblins, short, green and sporting an attitude and wit double her size, that however is where the similarities end. Vivian would be seen to most as what could be described a 'short stack' what could be taken to be sexy curves on a normal woman, bulge to the overtly sexual on Vivian's frame, G-Cup tits that wobble with every step, setting a sea of emerald flesh jiggling to an observant eye, a belly with just enough pooch to run ones hand over and notice, thick womanly thighs, with a gap naturally formed near her crotch, and an ass that requires the efforts of a tailor so often it's a wonder Vivian ever has any gold to her name. It was soft, large, even for her frame, and incredibly jiggly, it begged to be slapped, fondled, or otherwise touched, and depending on her mood, or blood alcohol content, Vivian just might not object to such treatment.  
Height and Weight: H:4'1'' W:108lb Classes:Rogue Alignment:Chaotic Neutral Feats:Once stabbed a charging Warg through the eye with her dagger. Associations:General underbelly of whatever town she finds herself in. Vivian has a talent for finding her way into the ears of those who might organize crime.

OOC Traffic Lights: GREEN LIGHTS:Futanari's Dickgirls, Shemales, any woman sporting a cock, Vivian prefers those who happen to sport a pussy to match, but isn't terribly picky. Hypnosis, Mind Control, Breeding, Cumflation, Bulge, Creampies, Dominants, light odor (Musk) Collars, Special notice to Speciesism, degrade the Emerald Whore for being as such and you'll have one loyal Goblin painted around your crotch.
YELLOW LIGHTS:Males, just not always my taste, but we can always try and see. Gore, I can appreciate getting slapped around, bloodied up, but my enjoyment ends at serious harm,
 RED LIGHTS:Gore, Grime, Vore, Death, Toilet activities.