It pained her to think about all the loot that she was leaving behind. But she was here for a specific reason and she needed to prioritise that.
If she spent all her time looting, especially like this, then she was definitely going to be caught and would absolutely die. Belladonna was perfectly okay with dying, but not for incredibly stupid reasons like that.
No matter how much it pained her little loot goblin heart.
However, as she filled up the sixth vial of fear filled blood, and moved onto the seventh, Belladonna remembered something her teacher had said to her once.
'I am a very important wizard, Blah blah blah, Don't you know anything? Blah blah blah. A Brownie will latch onto you if it likes you enough, blah blah magic blah blah.'
Well... Okay, she didn't remember much of it. But she remembered the important part at least. She had been interacting with the Brownies for a few days and, in her humble opinion, she had been feeding them pretty well.
