<em> storytelling</em><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/EWE6P0qUMAQQMih.jpg)</div><br/>The little human mage blinked in heavy surprise as her guest got naked. And blushed, hard. She hadn't at all expected this, though perhaps she should have. Different cultures, after all. Adjusting her somewhat steamy glasses, she examined the revealed markings.... And the body of the little woman. For a woman indeed was the goblin and a rather beautiful one at that. The markings probably had some meaning to the chief, but Alwyn did not feel comfortable enough to ask yet. So she just carried on with her conversation as if nothing had happened.<br/><br/>The human nodded her agreement, leaning in. "True. And entirely fair. Sugar coating things often can be used to make the things seem less horrible. You are right. Different but not special, yes.<br/><br/>Why should I be treated special just because I happened to be born human and you happened to be born a goblin? It makes no sense and shouldn't be. Those with power often fear those without gaining more, and they shouldn't. Lifting up the people pressed furthest down does not mean we need to tear down the people on the heights. Your vision of everybody's children playing together is a good and Noble goal I think. I support that."<br/><br/>Alwyn had never shared a meal with a naked woman before. Absurdly, about all she could think of was<em>At at least she doesn't chew with her mouth open. </em>Different cultures and all, but that was a pet peeve of the mage no matter what class or species was doing it.