Some rather intimate items, and one very important thing

The goblins giggle with glee as they pop open the suitcases.

The first contains Esmik's sleepwear, lots of silky night gowns and shifts. They ooooh and aaaaah as the feel the fine material. Sure, they're too big for any of the goblins to wear, but they can always cut them down to size, or sell them in the village for a tidy profit. But underneath all the flimsy, see through nighties and camisoles is one very intriguing item.

"What's this?" Asks Grobba, one of the younger goblins, as she hoists the heavy-duty leather girdle.

"You'll understand when you're older," giggles Grimba, the oldest (and milfiest) of the goblin gang.

The young bandit tosses it aside. It's too big and heavy for any of them to wear, but they can probably sell it for a few copper coins in town.

Next, the eager, greedy green-skinned cuties move on to the other suitcase. This one has Ibera's initials embroidered on it with golden thread.

As they open it up, all of the little thieves' eyes go wide.

"DIBS!" Shouts the youngest thief, but her claim is ignored as all of the goblins immediately start pulling out garments and fighting over who should get what.

The bag was filled to the brim with Ibera's underwear! There were more than a dozen pairs of panties, all of them purple, and all hand-crafted at incredible expense by the capital's finest designers and artisans. They came in all sorts of cuts, including boyshorts, bikini-cuts, thongs, and even one pair of granny panties! Ibera had spent a fortune on them, especially the one thong made out of genuine spider silk (Grilda took that one of course).

But it wasn't just panties that the goblins were now pulling and stretching and ripping as they fought over who would get what (it didn't matter that they were all far too big the greedy bandit girls), there were bras too! All of them at least a D-Cup, and all of them purple. Those were definitely too big for the goblins, but each cup did make for a lovely goblin-head-sized-cap, so those were just as quickly snatched up and then immediately cut in two for trading purposes.

"Wow, what a find!" Pammy, the only goblin whose name doesn't start with a 'G' (the others always make fun of her for it too, *sniff* just because she's different. :( ) squeals in amazement. "Hey! What are these?" She asks as she starts pulling handfuls of soft silk scarves and handkerchiefs. "Ooooh they're so soft and pretty!"

Underneath that is another heavy duty girdle, which promptly gets discarded.

Meanwhile, as the rest of her gang fights and cajoles and trades amongst each other with their freshly pilfered loot, Grilda takes her knife to the wooden crate she stole and slowly pries it open. After a few good pops the lid comes off, causing the leader to gasp in shock.

"What's in the box?" Grobba asks as she slips her new pretty silk nightie (well for her its just a dress) on over her old ragged clothes.

"N-nothing!" Grilda says as she quickly shuts it closed and starts sweating.

All of the other goblin girls stop what they're doing and look at her intently.

Beads of sweat form on Grilda's forehead as she hugs the box possessively to her chest. "Y-you can't have it! It's mine!" She shouts, which of course just whips her greedy girls into a frenzy.

"Get it!"

"I want it!"

"Mine! Mine! Mine!"

"I saw it first!"

Soon the adorable gaggle of goblins is swarming over Grilda, prying her fingers loose and taking the opportunity to tug at her own pretty clothes and jewelry, since she can't guard it all at once.

"STAHP!" Grilda whines as someone steals her belt and the crate flies out of her hands, showering the whole gang in more gold coins than any of them have ever seen.

A sudden silence falls over the goblins as they collectively stop bickering and just stare at their find for what seems like ages (so 3 seconds).

Then, someone shouts 'I'M RICH!' and they all go back to fighting and grabbing what they can take from each other.