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Chapter 21 by Torg Torg

Now what to do? Investigate the lair or join in the revels of your tribe?

Tend to the wounded and dead

You look around the area and see several goblin bodies lying on the floor. You move to one and check if he is alive. He has no pulse. Shortly, Una joins you.

"This is Geeter. He was first to strike Groogla. Very brave." She smiles, bearing her teeth. You're not sure if she's happy or angry.

"How do you honor the brave dead?" you ask. "I want to do this right."

"We pose them with the enemy, looking as they did when they fought. It honors them and warns others that we are to be feared," she says.

"Let's check all of the fallen. We can make a tableau of the dead when we've tended to the wounded," you say. The rest of the goblins are still cavorting.

Una slips into your arms and kisses you, rubbing her body on you. When she breaks the kiss, she says, "You are a good leader. You do right by our tribe. I am glad to be your first slut." Then she moves to the next fallen goblin. You move to another.

In a short time, you and Una found no other dead goblins and four injured ones, including Eka whose leg got cut by Groogra, when she darted inside his guard and stabbed him. He tripped her and then kicked her away. Una already dressed Eka's injury. Your first slut uses some nasty-smelling unguent that she spreads in the wound, which makes Eka scream. Then Una wraps it in cloth. This might explain Eka's scarred skin. She takes more chances in battle than the other sluts.

Una brings you over to Dargal. "He has busted his arm," she says. "He will be no good to fight when it heals, if it heals. We must kill him now."

"Wait." You rummage in your sack and pull out a white metal flask. You hand it to him, saying, 'Gargrom' which you've picked up to mean 'drink'.

He looks at you through the pain and nods. Una helps take off the cap, and he drinks it down. He quickly falls asleep, snoring loudly in less than five minutes. The flask is a powerful pain reliever that knocks you out. What you are going to do next will be excruciating.

You poke him hard in the ribs, and he only moans lightly and doesn't wake up. Then you gently take his broken arm by the wrist in both hands. You pull his arm straight to get the bones aligned. His groan is much louder, but he still remains ****. Now that his bone is set, you begin casting a healing spell on his arm. You put your hands on either side of the break and chant the incantation. You visualize the bone knitting together again. You can see the slight swelling start to recede. The whole process takes about five minutes.

Una squeals, hugging your body as she jumps up and down, screaming something in goblin-tongue. The others gather around, stopping their celebration. She keeps talking and at the end everyone shouts, their fists pumping the air.

"You saved him!" Una shouts in Common. She grabs your head and kisses you, then putting her arms around your neck and jumping up to wrap her legs around your torso. She starts rubbing herself on your bulge in your pants. Everyone is dancing and shouting. Two goblin-sluts are kissing your cheeks, and the other two are nearby, making lusty eyes at you as they trill.

What next? Orga? cleanup?

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