Free her

It's just not right to leave her in this state. You use your dagger to cut off her bindings as she whimpers in relief and confusion. You help her stand up, and see that she's much shorter than she seemed at first. You thought of her as 'the tall one' in relation to the other goblins, but these ones it seems are especially small - as she tilts her head to look up to you her chin brushes against your crotch, which she doesn't seem to notice.

"Uh... are you alright?" You pat her on her bare shoulder awkwardly. How do you talk to a goblin? Especially a female, something that shouldn't even exist? Is she going to stab you? Suck your dick? Does she even understand the grammar of your language, or just words and phrases?

After standing and shivering for a long moment, she wraps her arms behind your thighs and hugs your legs. Her soft cheek presses into your bulge and squishes your balls, sending a warm tickle through your body. Before your cock has a chance to get hard, you briefly return the hug then kneel down and grab a loose rag to cover her nudity.

"I'm Alex. What's your name?" you say very clearly while wrapping her torso.

"Alex... I'm... Kelpie." She takes the rag over to a back corner of the room and begins to cut it to make a new set of clothes. She seems to be in a bit of a daze.

"Well, uh..." You couldn't try to be this awkward, "Sorry about your friends..." Kelpie tilts her head, not seeming to understand the sentiment, before tying on a new chest-rag and beginning work on the loincloth. "I guess I'll go now..." With no graceful way to end this interaction, you find your way back to the entrance of the ruins, reasoning that if there was anything valuable down there, Kelpie would have found it.

It's almost nighttime when you reach the surface, so you make camp next to a stream that runs right next to a part of the surface ruins. You use a fallen pillar to set up a basic tent and it takes you a while to get a fire going, and the sky is black when the logs finally catch.

You sit back to admire your work, then almost jump as you see Kelpie staring at you from the other side. With an abrupt "Hi" she comes around to your side of the fire and lays her bag next to your bedroll.

As she bends over next to you to settle her things down you notice a ripe smell coming from her. It's thick, meaty, and somehow pleasant. Then you realize - it's coming from under her raggedy skirt. She clearly hasn't bathed in a long time, if ever.