There is no easy path towards the goblin warrens

Annie and Lynn kiss you passionately with promises of debauchery when next you meet. You watch as they leave wondering if you will see them again or if despite your precautions they would betray you. The male mind is rarely objective were women are concerned but was a monsters? Only time would tell.

As you begin your journey sitting in one of the wagons you order the three Elven women to give you a triple blowjob while you check your stats.

Name : Skeletor
Class : Legend
Level : 34
HP : 1070/1070
MP : 97/97
ATK : 180
DEF : 125
Strengths : resistance to piercing weapons, resistance to sorcery, resistance to acid, heat and cold, immune to poison, drowning and mind altering spells.
Weaknesses : None
Special abilities : Darkvision, Corruptor of the Innocent 2, Control blood flow, Memories, The Power 2, Healing touch, Spectral axe
Spells: Fear, Touch of decay, command undead 2, summon undead 2, cloak of darkness, control vermin, shield
New spells: Befuddle - the targets mind begins to lose focus and struggles to concentrate causing a minor reduction in attack and defense but a large penalty to MP.
Bestow Curse - the target is cursed inflicting large penalties to their attack, defense and MP
Bone Ward - the casters bones thicken and harden to increase their defense
Ghoul Touch: during the spells duration this spell imbues your hand with negative energy allowing you to paralyze any single living humanoid.
Muffle - the targets lips are magical sewn shut leaving them unable to speak
Swarm of flies - the caster summons a swarm of flies into the area of affect which causes the targets a small penalty to their defense and attack due to the distraction from the cloud.
Upgrades: Shield: spell can now absorb 100 points of damage
Items of note: Bracelet of Thorns: This bracelet was given to you on your first meeting with spriggan and is a symbol of your kinship

Things had definitely improved for you and when you concentrated you could feel the Power growing within. The constant drip of exp from your vanquished foes increasing your strength with every second.

You lead your **** through the forest towards the goblin caverns, the nimble Elven scouts dashing through the forest to find paths solid enough to support the weight and size of the wagons. Despite their expertise the going is slow and grinds to a halt as the forest thickens. Unable to go further you leave the wagons in the care of the female villagers, half the goblins and the undead to keep order under the leadership of Tri-Klops and Dave01rocks, partly because their pairing amuses you but mainly because you have ****.

Now free from constraints you make good time with the Elves and remaining goblins. The Elves are fleet footed as they dance around and over obstacles while the goblins scurry through the dense undergrowth, darting between the light and shadows created underneath the forest canopy. You on other hand struggle to keep up even with the ranger skills you absorbed from the Monster and at times have to hack your way through the thickest sections of forest.

At one point you pause and realise that you've lost sight of your followers, finding yourself seemingly alone for the first time since you woke in your crypt and were partially destroyed by Dave01Rocks. If you are alone then why do you feel watched? You crouch and slowly scan the treeline, listening for movement. In this distance you can hear rustling in the undergrowth, presumably your goblins watching for you and resist the urge to call out to them least you make yourself a target. You can see nothing in the treeline, nothing seems to be watching you yet you trust your intuition, there is danger somewhere close.

There!

You see it, a shadow that's not quite right, something about it makes you uneasy, the way the light bends or the way it seems darker than the other shadows. You cast fear in its direction but nothing happens.
You slowly advance towards it, the shadow moves.