The goblin looked right at the humans, giving the typical frown at first. But then he broke a smile, showing his jagged, teeth. The man needed to visit the dentist. Especially for that almost rotting aroma that escaped his lips the moment he slightly opened his mouth. "Hold on a moment," the goblin said to the team. He turned around a little to grabbed the lock's handle. It looked really heavy, but he managed to just pull enough to get the door swinging wide open. "There, you're just in time. Remember, be respectful. And don't mess up the job."
Violet gulped and nodded. Normally she liked jumping head-on. But this time she made sure to remain right behind Noah and standing right beside Marth. "Okay, after you."
But luckily, the room wasn't as bad as outside, in fact, it smelled relatively good. There was a fresh, brown carpet on the floor. With some plants scattered around the end of the walls. All kinds of paintings and nicknacks were placed on the wall. And up ahead was the office. Once everyone had taken enough footsteps in, the door behind them closed shot. So there's no turning back now.
"Hmm, so what we got here. A couple of slightly mutated elves. Slightly taller than the average elf, that's for sure, certainly hairier. Must be the chemicals in the water," the boss casually commented. He was an elf, well a dark elf with charcoal skin and long silky hair. A middle-aged man in neat robes.
"Well don't just stand there, show some respect and introduce yourselves," another elf said. This one looked like an accomplice or servant of some sort. Not as finely dressed but still much cleaner than 99% of everyone outside. Slightly taller, with a nice charcoal tone too.