They show her no mercy

"S-stay back!" Piahla says, her voice quivering. Her hand flies to her bosom, timidly clutching her blouse like a fretting busybody. "Please?"

The three goblins look at each and start giggling. They skitter up to grande dame, eying her fine clothing. The biggest and boldest of the goblins, a female named Gurka, even starts to run her hand along Piahla's skirt.

"Eeeek! I say! Unhand m-my s-skirt you, you vile b-beast!" The elf says, trying, and failing, to sound tough.

Piahla may just be a servant, but she has been working for wealthy noble families for decades, and has been living quite comfortably for a long time as a result.

"She's a real catch," Gurka says as she continues to run her hands along Piahla's soft, silky skirt.

"C-catch?" Piahla squeaks as the other two goblins step up and start to run their hands along her skirt and stocking-clad legs.

"I want these," the runt of the three goblins, Goola, says as she starts to tug on the elf's expensive, elegant high-heeled shoes.

"N-noooooo! S-stop! I say!" Sputters Piahla. "Unhand me shoes! D-don't expose my footsies!"

But Goola ignores the elf as she yanks them off and puts them on her own feet. They make Goola seem much taller, even if they are a little big on her (Piahla had very smally, dainty feet for an elf, while Goola's are quite big for a goblin).

"She's got jewelry!" Says the other goblin, Bogga, as she yanks Piahla's necklace off.

"Ouch! S-stop thaaaat!" Piahla whines as Bogga pilfers her earrings, rings, and even her big, thick, librarian glasses. "H-hey! I need those!"

The elf gets whinier and wimpier as the goblins take more and more of her valuables.

"Help! Heeeeeellllpppp!" Piahla as the goblins continue to relieve her of a lifetime of wealth.