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Seth swallowed in fear for a moment. Okay. This wasn't ominous at all. Nope, not in the least. If this 'mistress' person wanted him dead, he'd be dead. It was probably in his best interest to follow the little bastard to wherever and hope she didn't want him dead.

"Alight. Lead on, I guess..."

The little goblin thing grabbed him by the hand and started tugging. "Come! come! We go! Not leave mistress waiting!"

"I don't need you to drag me!" he exclaimed, frankly a little put off by this thing touching him.

It paused for a moment and nodded. "Okay!"

Seth sighed and followed it. This time it took less than 15 minutes to go the distance to the mouth of the cave, mainly because it was a bitch keeping up with the green, scaly ball of manic energy in front of him. Once they reached the mouth, it ran off towards the swamp, stopping on a muddy trail. "Come come! Not too far now!"

"Um. Is there anything dangerous in the swamp?" He asked glancing the misty, foreboding landscape in front of him.

"Not very," replied the Goblin with a shrug. "Come on!"

"Not very, he said," Seth grumbled to himself. That coming from a super stealthy goblin rogue thing.

After about another 10 or so minutes of trudging through the mud the goblin came to a sudden stop. Looking up, he saw in the distance a small shack sitting in the middle of the woods.

"Come come! Almost to Mistress's house!"

The goblin ran up and opened the door.

Reluctantly, he walked towards the door and before he could cross the threshold, was assaulted by a less than appealing oder. Scrunching his nose, he walked inside the building.

It was lit only by a small cooking fire, and next to it sat a woman in a homespun red dress who was attending to a cauldron. From where she was sitting she was difficult to make out. Without looking she reached over to a rack of bottles, running her fingers across them until she stopped at one, retreated two back, and removed it from the shelf. Opening the bottle she shook some strange looking... something from the bottle and it into the pot and then gave it a stir before sitting down, giving him his first good look at her.

She was not what he'd expected. She was surprisingly young, and not at all unattractive. Not exactly the kind of woman you'd expect to live alone in a swamp with a goblin. A goblin who mind you was now running up to her side like an over eager puppy who'd just retrieved his owners the newspaper.

She turned to him and looked up, though not at him, the reason being clear even in the darkness.

Her eyes shined against the fire, unblinking and without color. She was completely blind.

"Greetings..." she paused for a moment. "Seth? Yes, it's Seth isn't it. Please, sit down. There is a chair right behind you. I am sure you have many questions."