Her own mage slave

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Libet and Tria stood in front of the three elders of the Fishbone Tribe. These three elites gained their position more from power and intelligence than age and experience. Their voices were equal, all major decisions for the tribe needing approval from at least two of the three. (The raid on the Skunk Skull Village had gotten approval from all three.)

First among them was a mage, Layn. She had fiery red hair that contrasted sharply with her green skin and green eyes, and was an intermediate fire and wind mage.

Next was Hale, the only hobgoblin among the elders. She was a foot and a half taller than the four mages in the room with a brawny build. She had silver hair and had a steel hammer next to her she'd stolen from a human warrior.

Finally there was Chain, a goblin with silver hair and striking silver eyes. She had intermediate water and earth magic at her disposal.

Tria sat comfortably on the floor of their tree house, while Libet sat there stiffly.

"And after I finished off the last few who were resisting, we secured our prisoners and returned here," the senior goblin mage explained.

Hale nodded. Then she turned her attention to Libet. "It seems I owe you thanks for protecting my daughter from that spell," she said, referencing Libet preventing one of the hobgoblins from being swallowed up completely in the earth. "Beyond any personal feelings, losing an elite would have been costly, so I agree with Tria's request you be rewarded."

Layn spoke up next. "You seem ambitious. What is your goal?"

Libet swallowed nervously. She could feel the intense gaze of the senior mage on her. "I feared being labeled a failure and used as a sex slave. Beyond that, I haven't thought much of it..."

Layn stared down Libet for several agonizing moments. Then she said, "I shall vote in favor of allowing her reward."

The two elders turned to the third who had not spoken. "I remain neutral on the issue," she said quietly.

"That settles it," Hale said. "Our two mages took down two enemy mages. Tria, how would you prefer they be divided up?"

"While I want to give the brat credit for her timely aid, at the end of the day it could just be luck that won it for her. I, on the other hand, have proven myself repeatedly. So I lay claim to the more senior mage, who has intermediate earth magic. I'm approaching that level myself, so I'm curious what kind of mage we could breed," the older goblin explained.

"I vote in favor of her suggestion," Hale said.

"Agreed," both of the elder mages said.

"Then the remaining mage shall go to Libet?" Tria asked.

"Agreed," all three elders said.

"Thank you elders. If you'll excuse me, I'll be breaking in my new slave." With that, Tria sat up and immediately skipped out of the chamber.

As Libet stood to follow her mentor, the hobgoblin elder once again spoke up. "Tomorrow, come to my chambers. I have something I'd like to discuss with you."

Libet, surprised by the sudden command, simply nodded and took her leave.

She knew which hut the captured mages were being stored in, it was one near the base of the large tree the elders ruled from. Tria was likely already there. But could Libet go through with 'claiming' her new sex slave, and everything that entailed?