AN. Hello everyone! Welcome back to this second tale of mine detailing more of Sitri (The Lewd Warrior's) adventures! Though not necessary, I would suggest reading the first tale - The Demon in E-Rantel - in order to get more context and information, but you can just as easily slip into the story with this one. I hope you enjoy!
Chapter 1: Goblins!?
A goblin and a human.
Simple enough.
The odd duo of travelers had journeyed for several days, trudging on the dirt road beneath their feet with comically different expressions. The first half of the pair, a curvaceous female goblin, held a strange compass between her fingers. She occasionally glanced downward, confirming the needle's position with a focused look.
The warrior behind her, however, had eyes like a rutting dog. He grinned wildly, crossing his arms as he walked, as if proudly boasting his incredible musculature. His eyes and mind seemingly shared a single goal – one he made abundantly clear by eyeing the shapely contours of his Demi-Human companion.
To add to the strangeness, both members of the duo wore tattered clothing. The edges of their tunics were slightly torn, giving them an impoverished look.
"The dogs in this world are something else." The burly warrior declared as he inspected the gobliness' lovely curves through her slightly torn half-dress.
"Your idea to provoke them. Bad idea." Replied his olive-skinned companion. "And you leave them with your cloth… Very bad idea."
"Don't worry. It's all part of my great plan! Gahahaha!"
"Why do we go to village now?" The goblin interrogated in half-broken patterns of the common tongue.
"Huh?" The burly warrior looked surprised at her question, "You know why, Fadila. Obviously, we're following the Compass of Adventure!" He declared with his finger bravely pointing onward.
"No, Sitri. I know why. But when the villagers ask us. Why do we go?"
"Oh, that…" Sitri crossed his massive arms behind his neck, as if casually dismissing the concern. "That goblin transformation thing seemed to work in E-Rantel. I'm hoping we can use the same pretense."
Fadila grumbled, "I do not like the lie."
"Lie? Is that what it is?" Sitri equipped his kindest smile, which, oddly enough, seemed imbued with maliciousness. "It's more of a tall tale, a simple reimagining of the situation, an embellishment of our current path."
"No one will believe I am your bride." Fadila added, before lowering her head in silence.
"Ah! Is that the problem? Really? That tiny little detail?" Sitri waved his right hand – which was covered by a steel gauntlet, not unlike metal claws – in dismissal, "If that's the only thing on your mind, then we could kiss in front of people to settle their worries."
"Stupid idea…" Fadila replied, seemingly frustrated, but still, her cheeks matched the red patch of hair on her scalp.
"Ah, but of course… how silly of me." Sitri crept closer to his goblin companion, and grabbed a handful of her jiggling butt cheek, "That won't be enough to sate a lewd girl like you, right?" The warrior sunk his fingers between the Demi-Human's thighs, caressing her puffy, now dripping mound.
She bolted upright, as if a lightening bolt coursed through her body.
"Do you want us to go even further? In front of people too?" The warrior clutched his companion's neck, gently forcing it upward so her lips danced just under his.
"Sitri… not now…" Strokes of red peppered the goblin's cheeks. She struggled to deliver her words, overcome by a shortness of breath, "You always choose bad time."
Fadila raised her small green arm, displaying the lifelessness of the magical item in her grasp. "Look. Your fault."
"The Compass? Again? What's with this feeling of déjà-vu…?" Sitri crossed his arms in thought, prodding his bottom lip with one of his steeled fingers.
"You do not learn…" Freed from Sitri's grasp, the goblin pressed her thighs inward to calm the throbbing heat between them.
"You worry too much. Look, I can see the village's walls from over here. There's no way we'd get lost at this point."
In the distance, wooden fortifications were erected as a first layer of defenses. It was nothing compared to E-Rantel's massive stone aegis, but still, for a simple village, it was definitely noteworthy.
"I see the village. That is no problem." Fadila turned to the side of the road. There were patches of bristling greenery on either side, swaying with the wind's timid fluctuations.
"What's wrong? Something with the grass?" Sitri surveyed the patches of greenery.
"…" She grabbed her staff with both hands, and aimed it at the swaying grass.
"You don't wanna do that."
Several green heads popped out of the green fields at once.
"Throw that staff away, and don't make me ask again."
Those orders came from a tough-looking goblin aiming a bow in their direction.
At the sight of a tribemate, Fadila quickly hid behind Sitri.
"I'm flattered, Fadila, but I'm pretty sure these goblins have us surrounded." Sitri needed only peek behind him to see several more goblins drawing their weapons at them.
After an encouraging nudge from the warrior, Fadila dropped her staff, while Sitri raised both his hands in surrender.
Or that's how it would've normally seemed, were it not for that vicious grin he wore.
"Look, we're both unarmed, so why don't we settle this peacefully." Sitri approached the goblin who had addressed them first. "I'm sure we can come to an-"
He heard the thwack of a released bowstring, and an arrow lodged itself a centimeter beside his foot.
"You, especially, I don't want to see moving." The Goblin Leader warned as he readied another arrow. "It's shocking enough to see a female of our tribe hanging around with a human, or no, that's not it…" he shook his head, a look of anger darkening his face, "…something that looks human."
"Oy, hey, that's pretty uncalled for!" Sitri retorted vividly, "You know, when I went to that city back there, they were against Demi-Humans, and now that I'm traveling to this village, you're against Humans? There's gotta be a limit to being harassed over stuff we've got no control over!"
His fiery words had the goblins looking at each other in hesitation.
"Alright, take it easy, Mister, will ya?" The Goblin Leader lowered his bow. "We just wanna make sure you're not up to any trouble, ya know?"
Sitri's tone also softened, "Yeah… Yeah, I guess we're the ones trespassing onto your village, so that makes sense." The warrior then slowly placed his gauntlet atop his heart and offered the goblins a bow, "My name is Sitri, and this is Fadila. We're adventurers. We came to this village to gather information about a way to undo my companion's curse." Sitri quickly flashed them the single brass adventurer plate he had.
The display seemed to soothe the Goblin Leader. "Aye. Name's Jugem. I sympathize with ya, but whether we can help or not ain't up to me." With a nod from their leader, Jugem's troops also lowered their weapons, and instead revealed several ropes. "Hope ya folks don't mind, but we'll be bringing you to our boss. She'll be the one to decide your fates."
For an instant, a vicious whiteness, like hungering fangs, flashed before the goblins.
Sitri immediately lowered his face, placing his gauntlet in front of his mouth. "Ah, shit… you had to go and say something so enticing." He whispered to himself.
"Oi, you okay there, Mister?" Jugem lifted his bow halfway, unsure as to whether to target the warrior or not.
"Gahahahaha!" Sitri boasted a loud, boisterous guffaw, "Did I hear that right? You called your boss she?" He rubbed the back of his neck with his steel hand, "That's surprising! She's gotta be a very strong woman to lead you guys!"
Jugem and his men soon relaxed, "Ah, ya got that right. Our boss is the strongest."
"Oh, is that right?" Sitri shared a lecherous smirk, "Is she beautiful too?"
"Bahahaha! Of course!" Jugem chucked in approval, "The boss is a real beauty!"
"I'm telling you, some people have all the luck."
"Yeah, I won't argue with you there." The Goblin Leader and his soldiers seemed much more at ease, as if their distrust of Sitri had drifted with the wind.
"I wouldn't want to keep her waiting, that boss lady of yours. So, is it okay if we follow you guys?"
Jugem nodded, "Aye, that sounds good." Unconsciously, perhaps, he tucked away the roping in his grip, and walked beside the supposed adventurer. "C'mon now, big fella, let's head to Carne Village. I'm sure the boss'll be glad to help ya folks out!"
"Gahahaha! I hope so! I hope so!"
After seeing their Goblin Leader brimming with laughter and energy, the rest of the tribe followed closely behind, their worries quelled.
It was Fadila alone who, her eyes solely focused on Sitri, managed to catch those sparse flashes when his kind smile turned to a carnivorous grin.