Raucous, wild and uninhibited.

As you exit the tent, it is to a scene of revelry like you had never seen. It reminds you a bit of how you'd found the goblin quarters when you'd first ventured down to wrest control out of Rizlyx's hands. Though this was different because you knew that it was not something that was the norm, but, rather, a pleasant diversion that happened only occasionally. A reward for keeping peaceful and disciplined all the rest of the time, in other words.

Right now, though, the Beast-kin were hardly peaceful and disciplined as you surveyed the scene before you. There was a large bonfire lit in the center of the camp where haunches of some beast were roasting and people tore chunks from it to eat messily. A number of beast-kin, almost all stripped down to nothing but trinkets of bone and paint adorning their forms, were pounding at drums or playing flutes of wood and bone to create lively music that a number of others were dancing energetically to. You could see everybody, old and young alike, enjoying themselves with raucous conversation and laughter or other diversions that kept them entertained.

Of course, the most entertained were those that were being diverted in a way that had you shifting your stance to make room for your slowly hardening goblinhood. For a number of beast-kin were entangled with one another in carnal embraces, rutting like beasts in the open with numerous partners. There were some scenes where two obvious lovers lost each other in one anothers' bodies and still others where multiple partners were entangled with one another. You could see off to the side where the doe-woman that had been the bait for the trap in the woods earlier was being pounded from behind by a beast-kin that was a mix of bear and elf while she gagged upon the thick cock of a moose-man and pumped two other cocks with her hands while she was being fucked mercilessly. And that seemed the norm as many similar scenes were playing out around you.

"Ha ha! Looks like things have gotten started well!", Balthor calls out and then chuckles as he points off to the right side of the camp near the bonfire, "Looks like your men have gotten into the spirit of things too!"

You turn your gaze in the direction that Balthor points and, sure enough, you see the four male goblins that had come with you on this trek. Stripped out of their leathers, they hoot and holler as they are being serviced by the fox woman that had been their guide before. The sleek and feminine female is also stripped down to her bare, furred form and is expertly seeing to the needs of your followers, allowing them free reign of her body. They seem to have taken advantage of this to the fullest as she has goblin cock in every hole, one laying down so that she can bounce her round ass and tight anal entrance upon his modest shaft while another kneels between her legs to thrust into her tight cunt. Another has straddled her chest as she bends backwards acrobatically so that he can squeeze her full breasts around his goblin cock and thrust wildly into that lovely valley. And the final male looks to be in ecstasy as the fox woman, nearly bent backwards to manage it, has his cock shoved into her maw and is sucking eagerly.

"It seems so.", you agree and think that maybe chastising them for being so ready to throw aside their mission for pleasure would be in order before dismissing the idea. Let them have their fun. It was a celebration, after all.

Speaking of which, perhaps you should have your fun as well? It wouldn't be out of the question to enjoy yourself with one of the beast-kin women and they'd probably be surprised by what you brought to such proceedings, given how much more well-endowed you were than your goblin brethren. It would be amusing to see the look on their faces when you revealed your fot-long goblin cock to their view.

But, before enjoyment, you do have a duty as a chieftan...and wasn't there a member of your band that was strangely absent from the celebration? Blackmane wasn't anywhere to be seen, was she? Where could she be?