///Bar. "Talk to the barkeep, buy a drink."
//First time
The particularly round goblin smiles invitingly as you approach the bar. [say: Hey there newface, welcome to the Stuffed Muff, I'm Muna,] she says. Her locks of blue slide forward over her face while she leans over to grab a mug. Sighing, Muna sits back up and brushes the hair from her vision. [say:Mini! Mugs!]

Moments later a smaller, heavily freckled purple-haired girl so lacking in curves or bust that you wonder if she's even a goblin rushes forward to you. At [if (metric) {well shy of a meter|under three feet}], she's on the shorter side, and standing extremely close to you as she lifts an empty mug. Unconsciously, you take and pass it over the bar to Muna, but Mini continues standing [if (metric) {centimeters|inches}] from you, staring straight up with an open-mouthed, blank expression.

[say:Go clean some, we need more,] the chubby bartender says, and the other goblins shuffles away. [say:So what's ya name, newface?]

You give her your name and glance at what seems to be on the menu: \"Muffin Mash\" for two gems. Eyeing your curiosity, Muna says, [say:It's not made a muffins, Muffin's my nickname.]
//Repeat text
You approach the bar and are quickly greeted by the bubbly chubby goblin tending it. [say: Hey there [name], welcome to the Stuffed Muff!]

[Buy] [Appearance] [Talk] [Leave]
//Appearance
Muna, or \"Muffin\", is a soft and plush goblin that stands [if (metric) {101 cm|3'4"}] tall. She has leaf-green skin and amber eyes, and her round face is always brightened by her inviting smile. Her long blue hair is parted by pointed ears, bigger than a human's.

Heavy E-cups strain against her sleeveless white blouse, and below her breasts the bump of her belly presses into the fabric as it tucks in at her waist. Her hips and thighs are covered by a short skirt that fails to conceal her nethers when she bends over all the way. Protecting her feet are simple wooden sandals.
//Buy
[say:Muffin Mash hasn't fermented long, so I can make it quick and cheap, but not strong,] Muna mentions. [say:Munashine is for the real taste of goblin brewing.]
[Muffin Mash] [Munashine]
/Muffin Mash. "It's cheap and it's something."
You decide on the cheaper drink, pay, and in short order get a cloudy beverage that smells sour. The taste is like bready fruit with a bite of alcohol, and leaves you both liking and disliking it.
/Munashine. "A strong and proper drink."
You pay up for the moonshine and get handed a small glass of clear liquid. With little fanfare, you drink it, drenching your senses in the strong spirit. While remarkably smooth, it is unmistakably powerful.
//Talk. I'm tempted to add a [Rumors] full of a filler like Telly's [Chat] button, but probably shouldn't.
[Bar] [Bazaar] [Grill] [Mini] [Flirt]
/Bar "Ask Muna about herself and this business she runs."
You ask about the bar, and Muna beams at the topic.

[say:Brewing runs in the family, I got all the stills and supplies right behind me,] she explains, twisting on her seat to gesture at the wagon. [say:I travel with the caravan and we pick up wild fruits and whatnot as we go.] Muna looks down and gropes her belly with her hands. [say:Well, Mini does. I stay on the wagon,] she says with a laugh.
/Bazaar "Talk about the bazaar itself and get her insight about it."
[say:Caravan's a good bunch,] Muna says with a smile. [say:Even the strangers feel like family to me.] Her remarks are certainly warm, and you engage the topic, drawing more from the bartender as she says, [say:Everyone loves a good drink around here, I'm never going hungry with this job.] She giggles at her own remark.
/Grill "Ask about the grill and its cook."
Even from a glance, it's clear that Muna is a stark difference in personality from the gnoll at the grill--it's a wonder they get along.

[say:That's just Gristle, she's not so bad.] Muna shifts in her seat as she looks off toward the grill. [say:Believe you me, people love ta eat as much as drink! So I suggested working together. I like her, too,] Muna says while a large smile. [say:Just let the woman grill, that's all she wants.]
/Mini "Ask about the smaller goblin."
The little assistant running around for Muna is notably flat for a goblin.

[say:My little Mini-Muffin is a good girl,] she says in a densely affectionate tone. [say:She's a little runt--I--girl's gotta eat! She'll never become a mom herself if she doesn't fill out more.]

Mini doesn't appear [i:underfed], even sports a small curve of belly-fat, as you glance across the area toward her. Though, her breasts are just as slight as her tummy.