Zinnia

Zinnia stepped out of the dim cave, blinking as her eyes adjusted to the dappled sunlight filtering through the trees. Her heart skipped a beat when she noticed a figure approaching—an adventurer, armed and purposeful. Fear tightened her chest, and her amber eyes widened in panic. She forced herself to move forward, knees trembling. "P-please, stop! We haven't done anything wrong. My family... we're not like other goblins. We only hunt small animals and gather berries. We don't hurt humans." Her voice quivered with desperation as she clasped her shaking hands. "My parents are ill, and my brothers are too young to fend for themselves. I'm the only one who can take care of them. Please, I'm begging you, don't harm us."