Hunting for Fun and Profit

Despite the distraction of a female goblin barbarian wearing only a simple loin clothe, the hunt was a success. They had managed to track down three more deer. The orc showed them his trick of using the sweet grass to lure and ambush the creatures. It turned out the goblins had a similar tactic. Where the orc hung the grass in the tree to keep it away from other scavengers and keep the animal’s attention upwards while the skeleton attacked from below, the goblins spread a great many of the grasses across the ground beneath a tree then hid in the branches and attacked from above. The downside of their tactic was they didn’t always get a deer or were able to bring it down in time, but the upside was quickly gathering other small animals. The trickster also placed a small type of snare trap along several game trails to assist in their hunt.

The orc had been slightly worried the spears would be too long for the small goblins and would be a hindrance in the thicker underbrush, but the little buggers were very adaptable. The longer reach of the spears, plus the ability to throw them, actually proved better for the scavengers than the short sword. Meanwhile the sling was very useful for ambushing small prey and flying animals. The orc realized longer reach and ranged weapons might be the small goblins hidden prowess.

Though the swords certainly had their uses. The group avoided adventurers and strong monsters but they preyed upon anything weaker than themselves. In addition, the group also harvested a boulder and three trees while they rested between hunts.

The final tally for the days hunt: three deer hides, twelve quarters of venison meat, four rat hides (which the orc was disturbed to discover was the most common form of skins for the goblins), two rat fangs, three rat meat, one diseased rat meat (the goblins said they ate it often but he still fed it to Suo), one fox pelt, one fox paw, three rabbit hides, three rabbit meat, one rabbit paw, and lastly four cyclops crow feathers.

The deer, fox, and rabbit were common animals and only gave a single experience point each. The rats and crows however were weak monsters and gave slightly more. Though in the orc’s opinion the effort it took to kill the strange one eyed birds wasn’t worth the meager five experience points. The rats were feisty little things but at least they gave ten experience apiece as well as more drops. They had gained sixty seven experience total by the orc’s count. Not enough for him or Suo to level up, but the level one goblins should be getting close. Assuming of course they gained the same experience. He avoided the topic with them lest they not be getting the experience and he accidentally set off a doomed topic.

Spending the day with the goblins, the orc was beginning to realize how different he was. They were clever enough. They looked for shortcuts and easy ways to go about their business. And they could follow his orders even if they didn't quite understand the point of them. But the goblins didn’t push beyond their limits. Tell them to use a wooden weapon and they’d never carve a stone. Show them to make a stone weapon and they’d never think to use ore. They could scavenge what they found and put it to use, but they wouldn’t try to copy or expand upon it. Even though they were under attack in the clearing where they first spawned it had never occurred to them to just leave and go somewhere else. Again maybe this was stat based. He clearly had more intelligence and wisdom. But possibly there was something else at play here. The orc pondered it as he pulled his goatee, but there were no clear answers.

The goblin clan openly celebrated the evening arrival of the hunter group. Apparently the goblins also didn’t eat nearly as well as he did, usually grabbing one or two small animals every other day. Who knows, maybe goblins were supposed to be as big as orcs, but they were just malnourished!

The goblin gatherers had also done their part. They dumped out the resources they had spent the day collecting as the orc turned over all of the food items the hunters had gathered. Any discontent they may have had over him feeding the diseased rat meat to Suo vanished under the pile of deer, rat, and rabbit meats he produced. Again the goblin cooks went to work as he collected everything into his inventory. The goblins were astonished by the amount of space he had in his inventory. He didn’t bother correcting them that unlike items, resources were going straight to his dungeon inventory. His personal inventory was actually just a little over half full with the item drops of the day. However, the downside of sending resources to the dungeon meant it was also impossible to get an accurate count of them. They had gathered plenty of stone as he had requested, as well as wood and other plants, however he didn’t need to see his inventory to see that the amount of ore was small indeed. Only three metallic lumps sat in the clearing. Apparently ore was exceedingly rare for goblins, and when they did find it they usually ended up using it for ammunition. Either the goblins lacked the necessary skill or luck, but they were clearly not cut out for ore mining. Still, beggars shouldn’t be choosers. He gratefully accepted the free items.

As the orc and goblins ate and drank, they made out their plans for the next day. He would need much more ore, that much was certain, but he wanted to use his time as wisely as possible. There was no sense wasting half a day traveling back to his dungeon and the mountain beyond with only half an inventory of drops. It was agreed that the group would spend the next morning hunting as the other goblins gathered more resources again. They would meet in the clearing before the orc left in the afternoon and he would return in a day or two. He made sure to point out that he didn’t know how long gathering ore would take him, but the goblins were already satisfied with the weapons and heaps of food he had provided. It wasn’t that they doubted their orc benefactor, they just couldn’t follow his reasoning. Still they had enough food for weeks. Even if he didn’t return they wouldn’t need to risk their lives in the forest again for a while.

The goblins helpfully expanded the entrance to one of their resource and dirt dwellings to accommodate the orc. It was roomy enough for the average goblin to stand inside but the taller orc still had to crawl. Still it beat spending the night out in the open of the clearing for whatever beasts prowling the darkness to find.

He was unable to move much but the goblin chiefess happily sucked him off as he lay in the dark. The smells and sounds of the other goblins rutting nearby in pitch blackness were new to the orc but overall just provided ambiance.

Suo sidled against him protectively. Enjoying the sensations along his cock, he allowed himself to slip into his usual idle thoughts as he stroked his beard. Was the world always cloaked in darkness for the slime? Or did it see... or whatever sense it had... just as easily in darkness as in light? And was it his imagination or was the slime slowly inching its way closer to his groin? After she finished her work the female goblin snuggled in for the night, using his groin as her pillow.

Once it was certain the orc was asleep, Suo greedily sucked up the remnants of its masters cum until both he and the goblin were clean, then settled in to watch over him for the night.

The next day the hunting group was up with the dawn and ready to move. First, however, there was a new system alert for the orc to acknowledge.

Fame: 89
Survive an Enemy Vendetta for 1 day! +1

Free fame was nice no matter how small but it looked that this was a problem that wasn’t going away anytime soon. Nothing he could do about it for now though.

This morning, the orc kept his hunting party away from the patch of forest where they encountered the birds. Rather or not it was an unfortunate coincidence, but it also meant they didn’t find any deer. However, they did find four more rats, five more rabbits, and a very spiteful badger.

After the third rat was slain, there was a burst of music announcing Suo had once again gained a level. The little slime had already quickly matched him at level four. The empower feat he had purchased must really be helping. When the badger died for another five experience the three goblin scavengers each reached level two. Well that answered that question. The goblins had a raucous celebration. It seemed they were as unaccustomed to gaining a level as he had first been. On the way back to the clearing they stopped at a small pond to fill the goblin’s water skins. A tiny fairy guarded the pond but was unfortunately too fast to hit and kill. But at least, with a few near misses of Dark Energy, the annoying insect gave up trying to bite them and resorted to screaming profanities at them from a nearby tree top. However, as they took the water, three small blueish slimes emerged and tried to attack as well. The goblin’s weapons were practically useless against the blobs, at best they could knock the slime’s back. At worst their weapons began to dissolve. However the slimes had no defense against the orc’s dark magic.

Most remarkably, however, was how quickly the difference between Suo and these cousins became apparent. Suo’s slime’s body was still clear and transparent, lacking any sort of coloration. It was also nearly a third bigger than the wild slimes. Most crucially however was the difference in attack. The blue slimes slowly rolled forward trying to engulf and absorb their prey. Suo lashed out with tentacles and would quickly bound away from danger. The orc knew Suo’s dexterity was higher than his own, but he was surprised at how agile it suddenly appeared. In the end he killed two while Suo cornered and absorbed the third in a bizarre act of cannibalism. At thirty experience points apiece the slimes were the most richly rewarding of any monster the orc had encountered. Especially considering he could one shot kill them with his magic. Though it would probably be best not to allow them to get close enough to use their absorb attack.

After the second slime vanished the goblin trickster increased a level from two to three. The orc realized he himself was only eighty two points from level five. He made a mental note to remember to farm more slimes when he was able, but for now it was time to return to the goblin settlement.

The spoils of the morning's hunt were four more rat hides, four more pieces or rat meat (two of which were diseased but this time he let the goblins have them as he wasn’t sure if eating too much of it would affect Suo in some way and he didn’t care to find out), one rat fang, five more rabbit hides, another rabbit paw, a single badger pelt, one badger claw, and three slime cores.

The resource pile the goblins had gathered was smaller today but it was still welcome. In addition the orc was able to negotiate three of the full water skins away from the goblins. When the assembled goblins learned that four of their kind had leveled up during the day they tried to shower him with gifts. However the orc saw no value in soiled loin clothes or stone knives. In any case the water took up the last of his free inventory space.

He was less pleased that the goblins wanted to change their bargain. The feathered barbarian was suspicious of why he was willing to help and why he needed so many resources. While the chiefess was on his side, it was clear the fighter had her own core of support within the group. He wasn’t exactly trying to keep secrets but he also didn’t want a bunch of goblins poking around his dungeon. Meanwhile the barbarian wanted a cadre of goblin warriors to follow him up the mountain. Finally it was decided that too many of the fighters going away on an extended journey would leave the settlement too ****. The barbarian and another goblin would go with the orc. He chose one of the scavengers. If he had to take anyone at least he wouldn’t be complete dead weight, and since the orc knew he’d have to mine ore in igneleon territory at least the scavenger would be able to get whatever items the camouflaged lizards dropped.

Unlike the last time he left the goblin camp for his cave, this time they avoided the well traveled path. The odds of finding another adventurer low enough level to kill were slim, the vendetta against him was troubling, and most importantly the goblins knew the forest well enough to speed them on their way.

The forest goblins were wary of the open terrain once they started up the mountain, but they had made good enough time that there was still time to mine before they lost the daylight. The goblins would just have to carry whatever else they looted. It was possible Suo also had an inventory but so far the slime had just absorbed whatever it wrapped its body around. The goblins caught the gist of tapping rocks but he had them stay on the lookout for lizards and left the harvesting to himself. He needed ore not stone.

Unfortunately the scavenger was too cocky after gaining a level and didn’t take his warnings seriously enough. The orc caught the shimmering movement of a disguised igneleon just as its long tongue lashed out and wrapped around the goblin’s neck. Between the lack of air and the lizard’s poisoned mucus seeping into his neck, the goblin’s head almost immediately began to turn several shades darker. The tongue retracted, taking the goblin along with it until the lizard’s sharp teeth slammed down on his head with a sickening pop. It was unfortunate for the goblin; but at least, with its mouth full, the igneleon had removed its own greatest weapon. The orc, slime, and barbarian easily avenged the fallen scavenger.

The twenty points of experience was all that was needed to push the barbarian to her first level up, but she didn’t repeat the other goblin’s foolish mistake. She stayed alert, and the addition of her sword attacks to the orc’s original strategy of distracting the igneleons with Suo ended the next three fights even quicker. With the scavenger's **** they weren’t able to get any drops from the monsters, but they did collect the dead goblin's spear as well as the resources that originally brought them to the mountain.

They retreated back to the dungeon just as the sun was fading. He opened the heavy doors and entered his dungeon without a second thought. The female goblin however stared in awe and trepidation as she carefully crossed the threshold.

There was nothing like this in the forest! The cut stone was still rough perhaps but the entryway with its covered arches and fluttering torches was a monolithic construction in her view. She cautiously followed the orc through the open doorway at the end of the tunnel. Two brownish stone creatures were waiting there and smartly saluted as a greeting to the orc.

The orc acknowledged the two dust golems. If they were guarding the entrance then they must have finished the last of his pending construction. He strode past them and out into the large circular room. He stood at the edge of the cavernous pit. Two stories above he could see the underside of his island and the single curved buttress of rock that supported it. Two stories beneath him he could see the next ledge of the second floor and its opening that dropped two stories further to the bottom most floor.

The gobliness crept beside him and nearly choked as she stared down into the void. She quickly scampered back away from the ledge, so fast that the orc stepped back as well and braced her by her neck with a large friendly hand lest she loose her footing. The goblin still gulped as she stared, wide eyed, soaking in the dungeon.

“Follow me,” he spoke softly still guiding the smaller goblin.

The orc went up the nearest of the spiraling twin staircases to see the new top floor. As he had designed, it was wider than the floor below, the edges of the room cut in layers of steps or seating. The single stone path that connected the floating island above the six story drop was on the opposite side of the dungeon than the entryway. Given how the goblin had already reacted to heights he had her and Suo wait on the raised seating as he made his way to the island. He had wanted to see this since it first appeared in his dungeon inventory.

Unique Feature Available:
Altar of the Dark Ones

There was a skeletal outline of where he wanted to place the altar in front of him. The altar itself was a roughly three foot tall, three foot wide, five foot long block; but it was sitting in a magic circle that was nearly fourteen feet across with five candle stands forming a pentagram around it. Conveniently enough this was somehow an exact fit for the island.

He spun the orientation of the altar outline until the altar itself was perpendicular to the path and two of the evenly spaced candles holders were on either side of the path as he approached.

Construction:
Baal’s Dungeon Altar of the Dark Ones
Alert Combination Available!
Altar of the Dark Ones + Water Spring
Results in Special Feature
Mana Pool
Would you like to continue?

The outline of the altar changed slightly to represent a shallow pool roughly an inch deep flowing around its base. It wasn’t at all what he had planned for his water source but this sounded too good to pass up. He’d do something else with the pit he had dug for the spring at the bottom of the column. A unique and a special feature added in one go. He eagerly pressed the accept button expecting a progress bar but instead was met with another pop up.

Alert Natural Terrain Feature Detected!
Hidden Requirement:
Terrain Elevation Difference of Greater than 3 Meters!
Mana Pool will become Mana Waterfall
Would you like to continue?

The orc wasn’t quite sure what had changed but by this point he felt committed. He pressed accept once again.

There was no progress bar. The altar snapped into reality in front of him. The rectangular box was a solid black stone that seemed to absorb all light. Its edges were cut in slanting facets like a gemstone and were lined with golden filigree trim that upon closer inspection were tiny lines of intricately placed runes. The stands were long thin tripods of similar stone but rather than candles or torches, they held hovering balls of flickering flame. The magic circle at his feet was slightly obscured by the inch or so of water lapping at his exposed toes but he could see the smaller circles and runes inside the circle all slowly spinning as it orbited under the altar. Then there was the sound... of rain

...And the sound of a goblin screaming in absolute terror, unable to comprehend what she was witnessing.

As he stepped away from the altar he realized it wasn’t rain he was hearing, but rather the shallow pool overflowing around the exposed sides of the island creating a steady stream of water down the center of the spire and slowly filling up the pit far below.

Oh good, he thought glibly. It wasn’t a waste after all.

He needed to do something about the goblin, but while he was up here he decided to begin a new bit of construction. Walking back down the narrow stone path towards the ledge he continued strait to a filled in arch.

Construction:
Baal’s Dungeon Master’s Sleeping Quarters

He chose a polished stone theme, modestly decorated, and well lit.

It cost him a mere ten stone and ten wood, which was little consequence, but also three of his newly acquired hides as well as a gold coin. Now that he though of it, he had gathered coins from the dead adventurer but he hadn’t paid any attention to them since they had no use and took no space. He’d need to find out a way to see how many he had at some point, but for now he must have at least had the single gold coin needed.

He left the construction in progress, rightfully assuming the golems would work on it, and made his way to the still hysterical goblin barbarian.

“Suo” The slime greeted him as he approached.

“What the hells is this place?!” Screamed the hyperventilating goblin.

“This is my home,” he reassured her. “You are safe here.”

He held the hysterical goblin until her shaking finally slowed and passed. She angrily wiped away tears from her eyes as he pretended not to notice.

“Why did you bring me here?”

“You insisted,” he reminded her before taking to his feet. “Come, let us do what we came to do.”

They passed one of the golems on the stairs and continued down to the second level. The waterfall poured continuously down the central column and the orc was curious about the pool forming at the bottom, but given the goblin’s reaction he decided to stick to business for now. She seemed to improve with each step they took into the hallway and enclosed workshops and stayed in a corner watching him silently as he approached the appraisal table.

Cyclops Crow Feather (common)
Oily feather of a one eyed bird.
Lesser fetish component for increasing accuracy.

Fox Pelt (common)
Red fur of a forest fox. Basic fur resource for crafting. Lesser stealth enhancement.

Fox Paw (common)
Severed foot of a forest fox. Lesser fetish component for increasing evasion.

Queasy Berry (common)
A bright red berry. The primary component for minor poison potions.

Rabbit Hide (common)
A basic leather resource for crafting. Lesser dexterity attribute enhancement.

Rabbit Paw (common)
A severed rabbit’s foot... lucky? Lesser fetish component for increasing luck.

Rat Fang (common)
Sharp tooth of a large rat. Lesser fetish component for increasing chance to cause status effect disease.

Rat Hide (common)
Basic leather resource for crafting. No special properties.

Stone (common)
A basic rock resource. Can be used as a primary resource for item crafting or for construction. No special properties.

Badger Pelt (uncommon)
Spotted grey fur of a badger. Slightly rare fur resource for crafting. Minor piercing damage reduction enhancement.

Badger Claw (uncommon)
Front claw of a forest badger. Minor fetish component to increase piercing damage.

Slime Core (rare)
A small orb containing the central nervous system of a slime. Crack open for a rare chance to obtain a soul stone.

Slime cores were... interesting. Lastly he spun the wheel on the four gemstones. One was yet another amber but there was also a new ruby and two new opals.

Ruby (rare)
Gemstone - Enhances Fire Attribute spells or skills

Opal (rare)
Gemstone - Enhances Magic

The orc stopped to drop off his inventory of items, save the hammer, his original staff, and the remaining pork meat, into the dungeon inventory. Between his hunting and what the goblins had gathered, it was filling in nicely.

Dungeon Inventory
261/500
Cyclops Crow Feather x 4 - (common)
Fox Pelt x 1 - (common)
Fox Paw x 1 - (common)
Pine Wood x 38 - (common)
Queasy Berry x 6 - (common)
Rabbit Hide x 8 - (common)
Rabbit Paw x 2 - (common)
Rat Fang x 3 - (common)
Rat Hide x 8 - (common)
Stone x 112 - (common)
Sweet Grass x 19 - (common)
Badger Pelt x 1 (uncommon)
Badger Claw x 1 (uncommon)
Creeping Moss x 17 - (uncommon)
Scrap Ore x 24 - (uncommon)
Walnut Wood x 6 - (uncommon)
Amber x 1 - (rare)
Amethyst x 1 - (rare)
Emerald x 1 - (rare)
Obsidian x 1 - (rare)
Opal x 2 - (rare)
Ruby x 1 - (rare)
Slime core x 3 - (rare)

First he took six of the rabbit hides and made two pairs of the rabbit skin boots, short shorts and vest just as the goblin chiefess wore. He then Reinforced each of them scrap ore

Tarnished Metal Reinforced Rabbit Skin Boots x2
+1 Defense
+1 Dexterity

Tarnished Metal Reinforced Rabbit Skin Shorts x2
+1 Defense
+1 Dexterity

Tarnished Metal Reinforced Rabbit Skin Vest x2
+1 Defense
+1 Dexterity

Then using the rat hide he made two pairs of reinforced gloves and three simple leather jerkins and pants and reinforced them.

Tarnished Metal Reinforced Fingerless Leather Gloves x2
+1 Defense

Tarnished Metal Reinforced Leather Jerkin x3
+1 Defense

Tarnished Metal Reinforced Leather Pants x3
+1 Defense

Taking the single amber gem he increased one pair of gloves further

Reinforced Fingerless Gloves of Life
+1 Defense
+5% HP

The fox and badger pelts were rather different than hides in that they made capes instead of leather pieces.

Cloak of the Fox
+20% Stealth

Badger’s protective Coat
+20% Piercing Damage Resistance

He hadn’t attempted to craft a totem type accessory before. They seemed to work like a necklace or bracelet however a craftsman could stack more than one totem depending on their ability. Unfortunately, the orc also lacked the other components necessary to craft any of them at the moment.

He did craft a new tarnished metal ring and tarnished metal necklace for himself. Attaching the two opals he had just received.

Tarnished Opal Ring
+5% MP

Tarnished Opal Necklace
+5% MP

He was already down to eight pieces of ore but there were two weapons he wanted to make first.

The first was a thin long knife which he combined with the emerald

Tarnished Stiletto of Earth
+1(10) Attack (Earth Element Attack)
Stinging Swarm

The additional spell summoned a temporary swarm of flying stinging insects. The spotty rusted metal was shaped in a twisted three sided blade that tapered to a long point. Almost like a twisted ice pick with a narrow cross guard. The knife had a strange metallic green sheen to it. He wanted to give the Chiefess a proper gift to help her assert her dominance. Especially considering how much he was increasing the power of the fighters faction.

For the barbarian he had a different idea. Her sword was ok, but was still just a base weapon and a poor fit. A spear didn’t exactly fit her either. A true orcish barbarian would carry a great mace or a war ax. However, either of those weapons would dwarf the goblin. She wouldn’t even be able to hold one. But he did have something in the list that he felt was a good match.

He took two more scrap ores to forge the blades and the better walnut wood for the handles. On the first of the twin weapons he inserted the ruby and on the other his final amethyst.

Tarnished Flaming Tomahawk
+5(10)Attack (Fire Element Attack)
20% Chance to cause status effect burn

Tarnished Tomahawk of Wind
+2(10)Attack (Wind Element Attack)
Swift

Swift was a nice feat to increase attack speed overall. The tomahawks had a sleek curved walnut handle wrapped in a bit of leather for grip. The ax head was a narrow wedge of the uneven scrap metal polished as well as it could until it kept a razor edge. True to its name, the flaming twin was sheathed in a fiery aura.

He was now out of gems, aside from the piece of obsidian, and only had a limited amount of ore and the better walnut wood.

He finished his weapon crafting by creating three more of the spears.

Tarnished Walnut Spear x3
+3 Attack

And finally another new weapon he considered after watching the goblins hunt.

Walnut Short Bow
+2 attack
Tarnished Metal Arrows x20
+1 Piercing

One unit of ore made twenty arrows and he was out. However, now that he had stone he was pleased to see a new option at the smithy. One unit of stone could be transformed into ten glass bottles. He quickly sacrificed four stones to create forty empty bottles and headed for the alchemy table.

Minor Healing Potion
Restores 25% HP
Sweet Grass x1 + Unit of Water x1 + Bottle x1

Minor Paralysis Potion
25% Chance to inflict Minor Stun on target if thrown

100% Chance if taken internally

Creeping Moss x1 + Unit of Water x1 + Bottle x1

Minor Poison Potion
25% Chance to inflict Minor Poison on target if thrown

100% Chance if taken internally

Queasy Berry x1 + Unit of Water x1 + Bottle x1

Creating a minor healing potion he quickly deduced that each of his three water skins held six units of water apiece. Now that he had a waterfall, he had all the water he would ever need. He quickly produced a total of ten minor healing potions but started to get bored making the same thing so he moved on to six minor paralysis potions and two minor poison potions. It was really all just tapping, but it felt like progress. With the freshly made potions in inventory, he walked out to gather more water. The waterfall that fell through the center of each level was well beyond reach from the circular platform, so he headed down to the lowest level with the slime and goblin in tow.

The pit he had carved at the lowest level was now a deep pool that took up most of the space on the level. The water that fell from above had filled the pool until it was level with the floor but then somehow it stopped from overflowing even as more water continued to rain down. The orc kneeled at the edge of the pool and filled a skin with the warm clear liquid. It actually gave an odd sensation and tingled a bit on his fingers. It wasn’t harmful. It was just strange. As he held up the filled skin he had an idea why.

Water of Mana - (special)???

So mana pool and mana waterfall was clearly not regular water. He took an experimental drink from the flask. It tasted like water. But he also felt flush with magical energy. His mana bar was full but it flashed blue for several seconds. He filled all three skins to full and went back to the appraisal table.

Error:
Insufficient skill to appraise object!

He tried to use the unknown liquid to create more potions, but the alchemy table proceeded to tell him unidentified components could not be used. Oh well. It wasn’t harmful that he could tell and likely did something nice for his MP. At the very least he wouldn’t go thirsty.

He took a look at the items he had crafted. The MP ring and necklace he equipped himself and watched his mana bar increase. He also kept the badger’s coat. The grey spotted coat was long and ugly. It made him look even more ridiculous with his torn pants, orange gloves, and black and purple shirt; but it did give him a bit of extra protection.

The gobliness had no idea what the orc was doing, going from room to room and tapping on tables, but she was no longer surprised when the spotty grey coat suddenly appeared on his shoulders. At least the orc appeared to be finished with whatever he was doing.

The orc walked back out to the center ring as the goblin followed behind. He realized he was short a companion but had no doubt where it had gotten off to. Going to the center of the room he shouted down the hole while the goblin stayed carefully back.

“Suo, come here! You can play in that later!”

“Suo” the splashing response echoed from below.

The orc took the goblin back up the underground tower. The higher they climbed, the louder the construction noises could be heard. The two golems combined had made quick work of the mid sized room in the hours he had spent crafting. They took a seat and watched as the construction wrapped up.

“Do you understand now?” He asked the smaller goblin.

“No” her head hurt. She wished she’d never come. She just wanted to go home.

“This is my dungeon. I control everything here. They build what I tell them to build. Right now they are building where we will sleep.”

“Oh...” they sat together listening to the rhythmic pounding in silence. Finally she had to ask, “What you doing before?”

The orc smiled slightly. He pulled the spears and leather armor out of his inventory and later it out on the steps in front of her. She was sufficiently impressed, but he continued to bring out items as he lined up the various potions next to them. She was already touching the leather armor when he stopped her.

“That’s not for you.”

She looked slightly hurt and confused. Taking her by the hand he produced one of the rabbit fur vests.

“This is for you.”

She carefully handled the soft fabric. It looked similar to what the chiefess wore, but it was slightly different. There were shiny threads throughout the garment, and despite how soft as it looked and felt she could tell it was strong, stronger than any armor she had ever held.

“Me?” She asked cautiously.

As they had talked the golems completed the room. The orc was ready to see it. He was tired of sleeping on cold stone floors.

“There’s more,” he told her as he stuffed everything back into his inventory. “Come with me.”

The medium sized room was slightly different than the rest of the dungeon. The stone was more polished and cut smaller to better fit. There were more of the sconces on the walls and a matching black chandelier hanging in the center of the room with a dozen small flames. There was also a large fireplace with a warm fire adding more light to the room. Despite being underground there was no smoke from any of them. There were artfully carved bookshelves and a matching writing desk. A large storage chest sat in the corner. The walls were decorated with tapestries but most appeared blank at the moment. Two comfortable looking chairs, covered in a soft tan leather, sat facing the fire on either end of a deer skin rug. But the main feature of the room was undoubtedly the bed. It was carved from the same warm wood as the rest of the room's furniture and piled with fur blankets. It was also large enough for him to lay across in any direction and not be near an edge.

Much better than a stone floor.

The gobliness was in awe of the room. It was warmer and more inviting than any other place in this dungeon. But she was still wary. She knew what men wanted. She had seen the orc with the chiefess of course. She had even approached him herself during his first visit, thinking to earn his favor. But if he thought she was a trollop like the chiefess he was mistaken. She was a warrior.

The orc brought out a set of the reinforced rabbit armor: boots, shorts, and vest; as well as the health increasing gloves; and laid them out before her.

“I made these for you...” he began as she eyed him carefully.

She let her hand wander across the armor. A complete set! It was nice, nicer than any gift she had ever received. She did appreciate the orc’s efforts. And she recognized his strength, but...

“Just for you,” the orc continued as he pulled out his trump card, the twin tomahawks. “If you’ll serve me.”

Her wide yellow eyes were glued to the weapons. They were magnificent. They literally glowed with power. And they were for her? If she served? Did he mean?... but of course he did. That was his devil’s bargain. Power, but for a price. How many goblin men had tried to buy her with gifts of meat or skins? How long had she fought for her clan just to be overruled by that tramp chiefess? How long had she gone hungry so the children could eat what she caught, or cold because there was no room for her, who wouldn’t mate, in a hut? What had she gained before today?

Today she had hunted to excess without failure! Today she had gained a level! Today she had witnessed the orc do impossible things! Today she was being made an offer to be made anew! Was there any price she wouldn’t pay for this?

“Yes” she whispered

“Do you swear to serve me?” He asked as he stood several feet behind her.

“Yes,” she whispered again.

“To serve only me?” He moved closer.

“Yes” her whisper was louder.

“To serve me for as long as you live?” He was right behind her.

“Yes,” This wasn’t a whisper.

“To serve me with every shred of your being?” One of his large hands clamped around her shoulder.

“Yes!” She shouted.

“Yes, what?” He demanded as he spun her around.

“Yes Master!” She screamed. The small goblin warrior stood under her ruler with her green skin and emerald spots flushed, her dark green hair half shaved and half a ponytail decorated in wild feathers shaking with the **** of her declaration, her yellow eyes open wide staring up at him, and her pert apple sized breasts heaving as she panted.

He silently pulled his hardening cock from his trousers. The time for words was done. Now was the time to seal the promise. She eagerly, if clumsily, took his shaft in her small green hands and began caressing it. As his hardness filled out it protruded and stroked against her flushed face. She tenderly kissed and licked his length. She wasn’t as talented as the goblin chiefess. But there was a charm to her awed reverence of his cock. And her enthusiasm helped quite a bit.

Still the orc wanted more than her hands and lips. He pulled her up to the bed and removed her thin loincloth.

“Show me,” he ordered. “Spread yourself!”

The goblin followed his instructions as she lay in her back, pulling her legs as far open as she could. Her green skin was lighter on her exposed toned stomach, trending towards yellow near her nether regions. Her pussy itself was small and smooth, hairless as was usual for her kind, and seemed impossibly tiny for his engorged member. Her emerald green spots and stripes curved around her muscular thighs and painted tiny trails towards her puckered rosebud.

She was wet, but it wouldn’t be near enough. And the orc didn’t want to cause her undue pain.

“Show me how you please yourself”

The goblin warrior was humiliated but there was an underlying heat to this humiliation. She released her thighs and dug into her sex. Small green fingers fumbled around her moist lips and pressed on her half exposed clitoris. As she got more into it she began to dig deeper into herself with one hand while the other traveled up her chest to her pert breasts and pinched her perfect button emerald nipples.

“Oh Yes! Yes!” She was panting harder. “So good! So big! Will it fit?”

She was a talker this one. She continued to mutter her lovely words and she dripped onto his brand new blankets. He was painfully erect now, fisting his hard dick as he watched her perform for him. But despite his own copious precum, and her arousal, he still doubted their union.

“Suo,” he called out, knowing his minion would have followed his earlier order and was around somewhere nearby.

“Suo” the reply came from under the bed.

“Lubricate her and bring her pleasure. You may eat but don’t harm her.”

The gobliness was oblivious to the exchange as she panted out more of her desires and need. But she felt the warm fluid when it covered her crotch. At first she thought it was her new master painting her in his cum, but as she looked down at herself she realized it was the clear slime creature that followed him around.

“No!” She pleaded fearfully.

Was it going to eat her? Had she displeased their master? Was this all a cruel joke? It was so wrong! But it felt... so amazing!

“Ssh,” The orc quieted her. He pressed her back down to the bed, feeling her breasts as he did so. “It’s ok.”

The sensations coming from her pussy were indescribable. Warm. Wet. Impossibly filling. Pulsing with pleasure. She grabbed the orc’s hand and began sucking his finger as the slime creature brought her closer to her first orgasm of the night. She bit and nibbled even as she gyrated against the phantom tendril inside her. So close! She mumbled her pleading excuses around his thick digit. And just as she reached her peak... it stopped. The warm feeling disappeared completely.

She was almost delirious but she felt herself being picked up and turned around by the larger orc. She was now face down on the bed on her knees, with her ass exposed in the air and her face buried in the fur blankets.

The orc had had enough. He ordered the slime away and pushed the goblin into position. With her bent over on top of the bed and himself standing beside it, it was the perfect height. He lined himself up with the tiny slit that was as ready as it was ever going to be and pushed himself forward.

She arched her back, lifting her head in a half moan half scream as he sank slowly inside her. Even with this optimum angle he was only able to go a few inches before he was **** to reverse course. Pulling back slowly until only his thick head remained inside her stretched lips. He paused for a moment, allowing himself to revel in the exquisite pleasure, and began forcing himself back in.

Her plaintive wails continued. Sucking air in as he pulled away, then forcing it out as he pushed back in.

Each repetition he got a little further inside her. And each repetition he went just a little faster.

The orgasm that she had been at the cusp of before had drawn back but had never completely vanished. As her master increased his tempo ever more, and opened up pieces inside herself she had never before felt with his wonderfully obscene monstrous cock, she felt the heat rising again.

“Oh gods yes! Take me! Please! Make me cum! I need it!”

Her voice returned with long ramblings of pleasure and need. He still wasn’t as deep in her as he had been in the chiefess but he felt he had stretched her as far as she was able at the moment. Staring down at her beautifully toned ass he brought his palm down hard.

Smack

“Yes!” She screamed her approval

He alternated hands, slapping her cheeks as they turned ever darker shades of green, while continuing to pound her ridiculously tight pussy. They were both close now.

He grabbed her by her short pony tail and pulled her up to him so he could crush those perky tits.

“Master!” She screamed as her climax washed over her.

“Fu-uck!” He joined her.

He erupted into the small amount of space he hadn’t been able to claim of her vagina, quickly filling it and her womb. His cock couldn’t stop producing more thick cum. Her belly swelled obscenely. Her entire reproductive tract over filled with orc cum and still there was more. The **** of it, along with the tight fit of their coupling, pushed her up and off his cock even as he continued to spurt across her sweat soaked skin.

As the orc came back to his senses he realized the gobliness wasn't moving. Whether it was pain or pleasure, she had passed out from the experience. He climbed into the bed and wrapped them both up in the soft furs, exhausted from the exertion as well as the long day.

“Suo”

He heard as he was already drifting off to sleep.

“Just do as you like,” he allowed the slime.

And then darkness took him...