Chapter 12
by 
master_x_2k
What's next?
They don't return
{if@ shura = 0}
Weeks passed. Without the male goblins around, Phara and the other children were allowed to roam around the cave freely. Usually all the children would be made to witness the orgies as part of their education, but Nyla and the other goblinettes had used the excuse of protecting Phara to keep them innocent and allowed them to have more individuality.
They would prefer Phara to be in charge, to have the women be the ones with power this generation. She was becoming bigger and stronger by the day and it wouldn’t be long before she became an adult. When Nyla saw she was born as a hobgoblin she had hoped Phara could take over the tribe, but Arnall would never allow it. Nyla secretly wished the men would never return.
Katya’s belly grew and grew, showing the passing of weeks. The women gave her real food again and treated her nice, they couldn’t really do much for her, her mind was broken and she wasn’t allowed to leave the bedroom anymore.
The tribe expected Arnall to return at the latest around the time his sons were born right before winter, but Katya went into labor with no sign of him. She gave birth to two sons, the first one had dark copper hair like his sister and bright red eyes, very much like his mother; the second though was a weird one, his eyes were red too, but his hair was a blueish gray and his skin was pale green, and he was small and weak. The women didn’t expect him to survive, but they were both hobgoblins and they hopped their superior strength was enough.
As soon as Katya saw them she reached for them, wanting to hold them in her arms. A spark of consciousness returned to her, she made unintelligible noises, sounding like a baby herself. The women gave her her children one by one, helping them latch onto her nipples. She smiled and did something she hadn’t done in months.
“My first son… and second son…” She spoke again, looking at her kids in a tearful smile, her unpracticed vocal cords giving her a low voice, ironically sounding like someone who had lost her voice screaming. She came back from the edge enough to marvel at her sons, she was happy with them.
The goblinettes knew that if the chief were there he would order the children be taken from their mother and raised by them, just like their sister had been, but in defiance and hoping he wouldn’t return they allowed Katya to keep them.
They named them after what their mother called them: Gyntaf and Ail, first and second.
The party should have returned by then, they had given them a grace period but after so much time they knew something had happened to them. They were most likely dead.
Phara had started taking care of the tribe, she was a wild adventurous child, and she was growing into a very free spirited adolescent. She was the main provider of the tribe, hunting and training the young goblins. They started reaching adulthood before her, as they grew faster and most were born earlier, but no one dared approach her because of her physical advantage. She knew her brood brothers lusted after her, but they respected Phara too much to try to claim her, they were expecting her to choose a mate willingly.
Phara
Her brothers were growing well, their mother had recovered enough to take care of them most of the time, the goblinettes helped in their teaching as she hadn’t managed to regain speech yet. Phara had tried getting close to them, but their mother would retreat and hide from her, she didn’t know why. She would let her play with her brothers but would glare at her silently from afar.
In a way Nyla had gotten what she wanted, Phara was the defacto leader of the tribe, they were more peaceful and educated, and there’d been no talk from the young men to go raid for slaves. But Gyntaf and Ail wouldn’t be children forever, very soon they would be adults, and they would surely take over. Phara didn't really have an interest in leading the tribe or being chief, she had made it clear she wanted freedom and only took the position to care for her family.
At least for the time they could enjoy the peaceful days under Phara, who knew what kind of leader Gyntaf or Ail would be.
{else}
Weeks passed. Without the male goblins around, Phara, Shura and the other children were allowed to roam around the cave freely. Usually all the children would be made to witness the orgies as part of their education, but Nyla and the other goblinettes had used the excuse of protecting the girls to keep them innocent and allowed them to have more individuality.
They would prefer a girl to be in charge, to have the women be the ones with power this generation. She was becoming bigger and stronger by the day and it wouldn’t be long before she became an adult. When Nyla saw she was born as a hobgoblin she had hoped Phara or Shura would take over the tribe, but Arnall would never allow it. Nyla secretly wished the men would never return.
Katya’s belly grew and grew, showing the passing of weeks. The women gave her real food again and treated her nice, they couldn’t really do much for her, her mind was broken and she wasn’t allowed to leave the bedroom anymore.
The tribe expected Arnall to return at the latest around the time his sons were born right before winter, but Katya went into labor with no sign of him. She gave birth to two sons, the first one had dark copper hair like his sisters and bright red eyes, very much like his mother; the second though was a weird one, his eyes were red too, but his hair was a blueish gray and his skin was pale green, and he was small and weak. The women didn’t expect him to survive, but they were both hobgoblins and they hopped their superior strength was enough.
As soon as Katya saw them she reached for them, wanting to hold them in her arms. A spark of consciousness returned to her, she made unintelligible noises, sounding like a baby herself. The women gave her her children one by one, helping them latch onto her nipples. She smiled and did something she hadn’t done in months.
“My first son… and second son…” She spoke again, looking at her kids in a tearful smile, her unpracticed vocal cords giving her a low voice, ironically sounding like someone who had lost her voice screaming. She came back from the edge enough to marvel at her sons, she was happy with them.
The goblinettes knew that if the chief were there he would order the children be taken from their mother and raised by them, just like their sisters had been, but in defiance and hoping he wouldn’t return they allowed Katya to keep them.
They named them after what their mother called them: Gyntaf and Ail, first and second.
The party should have returned by then, they had given them a grace period but after so much time they knew something had happened to them. They were most likely dead.
Phara had started taking care of the tribe, she was a wild adventurous child, and she was growing into a very free spirited adolescent. Her twin sister had been following her lead since childhood and that didn’t change when they as they grew up, she followed her orders and acted as a second in command. They were was the main providers of the tribe, hunting and training the young goblins. They started reaching adulthood before them, as they grew faster and most were born earlier, but no one dared approach them because of their physical advantage. They knew their brood brothers lusted after them, but they respected Phara too much to try to claim her and they wouldn’t approach the more mellow and docile Shura out of fear of her protective sister. They waited and hoped they would choose a mate willingly.
Phara and Shura
Their brothers were growing well, their mother had recovered enough to take care of them most of the time, the goblinettes helped in their teaching as she hadn’t managed to regain speech yet. Phara had tried getting close to them, but their mother would retreat and hide from her, she didn’t know why. She would let her play with her brothers but would glare at her silently from afar. Shura went along sometimes, but she didn’t try to get closer to her mother, she stayed by her sister’s side.
In a way Nyla had gotten what she wanted, Phara was the defacto leader of the tribe, they were more peaceful and educated, and there’d been no talk from the young men to go raid for slaves. But Gyntaf and Ail wouldn’t be children forever, very soon they would be adults, and they would surely take over. Phara didn't really have an interest in leading the tribe or being chief, she had made it clear she wanted freedom and only took the position to care for her family, and Shura would follow her sister like always, she wasn’t really suitable to be a leader.
At least for the time they could enjoy the peaceful days under Phara, who knew what kind of leader Gyntaf or Ail would be.
{endif}
End of Prologue