You watch as Toft makes her way toward the back of the Inn, taking her time to avoid Hilda as she does so. Seeing no one you recognize along the way, it's clear these are all servants and not maid staff she's passing. 'Just how large is this Inn?' The sheer variety of workers is astounding. But, it's clear the Goblin has someone in mind she's trying to find as she waves to the other workers she's passing cheerfully.
Despite it all, her fingers nimbly conceal you from sight as she struts around with a pep in her step. Still uncertain of your fate, you do your best to struggle free from the massive shortstack's grip, but it's unyielding. All your efforts earn you fatigue, and your prison becomes slightly sweatier as Toft's palms heat up from the friction.
Passing through a door that leads to what looks like a laundry room, there's a lone figure there washing clothes all by her lonesome. "Heya Mimi! You're due for a break, right? I got something fun to play with~" Toft giggles as she walks up to the woman.
As she does so you get a better look at her yourself and see just who her mysterious friend is. You had never seen her here before. That much was clear though when you saw the...
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