You decide to recruit the goblin females in their lair then continue onto Boatmurdered but Sara and Lynn have a suggestion.

You have decided that you will travel to the goblin tunnels and recruit their females before continuing on your journey to Boatmurdered. Your detour to the Elven village cost you time and risked discovery but gained you followers. Uncertain whether your dream was a portent, a threat or something else you are determined to move your plans forward whatever the cost. With your explosions having created an alarm clock for the whole village it is easy to gather your forces to organise them to move out. Gro'Muzza leads the goblins at the front to act as guide, while Erwin and the Elven warriors follow, then the four wagons pulled by two horses each in the centre of the column followed by the Elven women who are carrying as much as they can with zombies taking up the rear.

Mia is where you left here, although her mind seems to have been broken from the torment you inflicted upon her, hoping to avoid her going on an epic journey of **** against you for punishing her betrayal you keep her close by despite the smell of dried zombie and goblin cum that wafts from her. Lynn and Sara appear leading a pitiful looking Dawn, she wears a cotton dress that barely covers her body and walks shivering in the chill of the morning air, her eyes are downcast and there seems to be the hint of bruises on her porcelain skin. Lynn and Sara seem to have found matching green dresses which cover their bodies except for deep plunges that show off their cleavage.

Both women give you a kiss as you greet them, "thank you for your gift, we made much progress with her last night. She hasn't slept a wink and we made her take turns pleasuring us until the sun came up" Lynn states sounding delighted, she pushes Dawn to her knees "show the master our appreciation." The young woman doesn't bother to look up at your face and instead takes your cock out of your pants and begins to suck you off in full view of your assembled army. "Lets hope she's quicker learning to please cock than she was pussy, dumb bitch took all my expertise to train" Lynn scolded.

"I'm sure it was worth it" you reply as the tongue works its way round your cock in her warm mouth.

"Oh yes" beamed Sara "we were ever happy when she learned to obey, but master, Lynn and I have been planning and have a suggestion, if I may."

You stroke her cheek "oh course my love, your words are like music to my ears", a grunt escapes your lips as Dawn tickles your balls.

Sara smiles at you "there is a town a day's ride from here, we could sell some of the town's items but also buy horses and more wagons to lighten the load and help us move quicker. Lynn and I could arrange this at the town, there are two spare horses we could take. We could even lure some heroes to the Spriggan or purchase some further collars of control."

As you consider your response Rhina and Danica arrive from the house carrying backs filled with their sex toys and a slutiest outfits, both are dressed in simple servants robes that can be pulled off them to reveal their naked bodies at a moments notice, at your signal they scurry into the transport wagon.

Looking around the area you notice that Spriggan watches from the trees, it occurs to you that you're not even sure if this is the original Spriggan. They all look so alike that there might be more than one observing you, a shiver runs down your spine as you once again wonder what happens to the men they take.

Dawn seems to notice discomfort and sucks your cock more gently.

You could always go yourself but you may stand out due to your blue skin. The goblins and zombies would be a little conspicuous in a town, the Elves generally stuck to their forests so would arouse suspicion in urban environments. Dave01rocks looked like a one armed jawless freak but could otherwise pass as human while Tri-Klops was blind. Dawn, Mia, Danica and Rhina had all been made into Elven sex slaves, hardly suitable for delicate work until they had been trained further. Sara and Lynn would pass as the most "normal" and they had succeeded at Zurch.