After leaving the Echo Isles, she left for Ratchet. A city like that, at the coast, and run by Goblins, after a Cataclysm like this? They would sure enough need every hand they could get to help rebuild their trading port as soon as possible, and to get those hands to help, surely even a Goblin would sacrifice some gold. After all, what's a little gold if you get a chance of making more money sooner again?

Unfortunately, Segolia hadn't been the only one with the bright idea to look for work in Ratchet, and droves of Trolls, Orcs and Tauren had flocked to the coastal town too, for the same reason as she had. When at the end of the day the only unhired folk were her and a runty, sickly looking Orc, she left for the newly rebuilt inn. There was a lot to be said about Goblins, but at the very least they had their business priorities straight, setting up the places that were sure to make most money with a lot of thirsty workmen around first.

It was there, when she was sipping her port, and Hati was gnawing something that looked a lot like the bloody remains of a gazelle leg, that a Goblin started talking to her. It was a short, green woman, dressed in travelling leathers, and brown hair in a lopsided topknot. "Nice dog you got there, sister."

The small woman nodded at Hati and then pulled out a chair, and took a seat, putting her glass on the table. She raised a hand at a gaggle of men sitting at the next table, grinning, and Segolia rolled her eyes. The Goblin caught it, and grinned at her. "See, maybe this is why you weren't hired. Giving 'em cheek." She looked from Segolia to the men, "Now, see, those boys there, they've got the right manners, real gentlemen, all of them. 's Why I hired 'em, right?"

Segolia nodded, unsure whether to hear the Goblin out, see where she was going with her story, or to leave the table. The Goblin took a gulp from her glass, and then held out her hand. "Gizelda Spizzlewig." The Elf raised an eyebrow, shaking the Goblin's hand, "Segolia."

Gizelda gave her a wink, "But, where I was going with this, we picked up you were looking for a job?" Segolia blinked for a moment, opening her mouth to say something, before the Goblin continued, "Yeah, see, bet you wish you hadn't just rolled your eyes at me, eh?"

She let out a highpitched giggle, shaking her head, and Segolia took her chance to get a word in, before the Goblin would verbally steamroller over her again. "So you've picked up on something quite obvious." she gave Gizelda a skeptical look, one long eyebrow raised, "Hardly a great feat of investigation."

A nod, admitting it, "Sure, sure, but you are looking for a job then?"

Segolia let out a sigh, "Yes, alright, I'm looking for a job. But unless you're offering one, and," she shot a glance at the other table, "it's not what I hope it's not, I don't really see where this is going."

The Goblin woman burst out in laughter, slamming one hand on the table. She took a deep breath to compose herself and spoke, corners of her mouth twitching. "Don't flatter yourself sister." She shot a glance at Segolia's ear, "In that business they're looking for beautiful women, and let's face it, with ears like that, who's to guess what other mutilations you hide?"

Segolia shrugged, "Fair enough," making a gesture to encourage the other woman to keep talking.

"No, that kind fo stuff is far from what we do. Now, see, Svaden there told me a bit about this dog of yours." Gizelda nodded at Hati, who seemed content to keep gnawing the bloody remains of the gazelle. "And good Svaden told me that with a beast like that, it probably means you've been to this Titan-y part up North." She waved at the men again, and a Dwarf Segolia supposed must be Svaden raised a hand in answer.

"You been to Tanaris?" The green woman had turned to Segolia again, who nodded. "Now, there's this big door there's come down, right, and word is there's moolah to be made." Gizelda had a gleeful look on her face as she said this, "Titan stuff in there, and there's enough fools who are willing to pay good moolah for any scrap enterprising individuals may offer them. 's Why Svaden pointed you out, cause surely a girl with a Titan wolf is keen to come along digging up Titan stuff, and make a fair bit of moolah in the process?"

So that's it, Segolia thought, they want me to travel along because some Dwarf told them Hati was from the Peaks? She shrugged, something that earned her money, and allowed her to travel around for it? She looked at Gizelda, who was giving her what she thought must pass for a winning smile, hand stretched out over the table. She took the Goblin's hand, grinning. "Deal."