You looked to the dazed elf whom the goblins doubtlessly drugged into dopey docility with some dubious fungus or another. The reverberations of her soul whisper of a strong foundation, with strength enough that even in her reduced state, her heart burns away the spores that fill the cavern's air. Though whether the house has been torn down or has yet to be built is something you cannot feel.
Either way, it would be a waste to leave her here in service to the goblins. Even if it takes time for her wits to return, two is a far better number than one when it comes to delving through a dungeon as dangerous as the Hollow Labyrinth.
"GUIHAHA!"
A loud smack to your rear is accompanied by a squeal of triumph from the burliest goblin. Oh, it seems that he managed to lasso your neck while you were contemplating the elven woman, and has fallen under the mistaken impression that his futile tugs upon the rope are the reason why you've stopped moving. Before his groping hand can grab at anything else, you flex your neck muscles with enough force to make the rope burst.
"Raka nana!?" the way the color drains from the creatures face as the tatters shreds of the rope fall to the ground amuses you. Especially with the disbelief in its eyes, which track the slowest moving piece with desperation. "Guihahaha... gira taka."
It seems oddly resigned as you hoist it over your shoulder and march to the elf. Another flex bursts the ropes that the other goblins tried to bind you with, not because their weight hampered you, but because you'd rather avoid any more mistaken impressions from them. They all rather obediently stand they with slack jaws, their eyes not on your pure and perfect female form, but the snapped ropes in their hands.
"Excuse me, miss, but I need to borrow that," you tell the elf, who gives you a dopey and empty-headed look. You take the broom from her hands and put it on the ground. Then, with a single smooth motion, you pull the maid outfit off her body, leaving her in a thin white underdress.
With the same grace, you slip it over the head of the goblin that smacked your butt, and pull his arms through the sleeves. With a kick, you fling the broom into the air and catch it, giving it a twirl and then shoving it into the goblin's hands. "Clean your own den from now on. Understand?"
The goblin stares at you, and then down at the broom in its hands. Then, after a moment, its eyes go back to you and it gives a chastened nod. "Gui."
"Good gob," you say. The elf continues staring absently between you and the goblin, before you scoop her petite figure up and throw her over your shoulder. Looking back, you tell the goblins. "I'll be taking my elf and leaving. Feel free to follow me if you're looking for an even harsher punishment."
"Bai bai," the elf says to goblins with a dopey wave.
Now that you've rescued the maid...
>Continue on to the giant mushroom.
>Try to sober her up through mundane means.
>Try purging her system with magic
