"I'm no priest but I think that Jack of the Lanterns is a personification of fear, cruel, petty and wicked. Jack is<em>malevolence</em>given shape. Perfect for any would be Evil God." He remarked this coldly and frowned. The thought was not pleasant one at all. "There was a mention of some sort of<em>madness</em>befalling any goblins forced into those 'armor suits'. The dryad could only say it made it clear the winter court would have to beat the goblin asses for offending them with how they had suddenly thought they could try and outstage the members of the<em>hunt</em>." Glaring at the goblin priestess, he smirked then.<br/><br/>"Still, if fae are pissed off at goblins, I don't feel pity for the goblins trying to travel through woods. Especially after the fae helped turn me invisible when I sprang a<em>trap</em>the goblins had set. Invisible, and bringing me to speak to a powerful woman that offered me a lot in exchange..." He smirked cruelly. "Tell me, priestess, do you really think they'd kill me before I live<em>long enough to fulfill my debt</em>to them? I think that's your mistake. You forgot to check things when making deals with the dryad. Though, they did give a curious idea." Exposing his shaft, he stepped closer.<br/><br/>"Maybe a half-goblin would suit the winter court? Of course, I dont think you'd be in any<em>comfort</em>about it." He left the threat in the air, but did not say more. He was not a man that would<em>ever</em>rape an unwilling woman. Maybe 'rape' a willing woman as part of a bit of play but he'd make sure to get her to agree to it beforehand somehow. Right now, he just wanted to push her into speaking<em>all</em>she knew. "Unless you got more to tell us. Like the names of the traitors. The guards are already in custody, that was easy, those idiots showed me their faces before and I recognised them on the dryad's description. As for the last man, I want confirmation of my suspicions goblin, or some good new information. Otherwise, I'll make sure to get something else out of you."