Her<em>journal-</em><br/><br/>Nemissa's low hiss - her glance to the side - was distinctly chagrined, now...How had the goblin found *that*? More - How did it know *what* it was? She'd expected the runty creature to home in on the few coins and gems stashed amongst her belongings...But even as her lips curled in pique, she realized - with a jolt! - that it was holding over twenty years of research in those grubby hands-!<br/><br/>She actually took a step forward, heedless of all the weapons pointed at her, as her journal ended up in the Chieftain's hands...A wince teased from her silky throat, at the narrow miss! It'd come *this* close to plunging right into the waters - Not for the first time, she wished, devoutely, that she'd scribed her observations onto *metal* instead...But she could never have carried that by herself-!<br/><br/>"You-" Despite her predicament, as the weapons were waved at her...Nemissa drew herself to her full height-! The fury that flickered in her eyes was probably more than enough to scare a few of the more thoughtful ones - A reminder that even though the dark elf couldn't stand before them...She likely had enough strength left to take a few to hell with her!<br/><br/>The Chieftain's next words, however, were what stopped her in her tracks...Her brow furrowing, her perfect teeth working against her full lips - Her pout edging out the grudging nod of admiration she gave him.<br/><br/><em>Clever</em>.<br/><br/>Her threat had been a bluff...And she had the feeling the goblin Chieftain *knew* that. But at the same time, he didn't want to risk it - And without looking weak or backing down in front of the tribe, he'd cornered her! Nemissa actually had to pause to pick her next move...She couldn't leave all her belongings behind! Magic or not, she'd never survive in the swamps - almost nude, unarmed - and she couldn't leave her research behind. That had been the whole reason *why* she'd fled in the first place...<br/><br/>-But the alternative wasn't remotely palatable, either. Torn by the two conflicting urges, the luscious sorceress's eyes flashed, as her hands came down to her side...The transparent fabric of her gown clinging to those incredible curves, on display for all to see. With as much dignity as she could manage - Though fuming within - she answered:<br/><br/>"Then I-" Deep green eyes narrowed...A flicker of trepidation coiling in the pit of her flat belly!<br/><br/>"...Stay *too*."