The goblin hops onto your chest, and for a moment, it seems like he's about to trample you with his feet. At the last second, though, your assailant pulls a brass hunting horn from his back and starts tooting away as hard as he can. Instantly, a dozen calls echo in response. Even in your half-conscious state, you quickly realize that the sounds are closing in. Fast.
"Ready to meet the horde, foot slut?" the goblin asks, a cheeky grin on his face as he gasps for air. After a few seconds without his feet stuffed inside your mouth, you almost feel strong enough to reply. "Ughhh... no..." you mumble, struggling with the bits of filth left behind by the goblin's toes, but your voice is completely drowned by the sound of a warg rider leaping out from the undergrowth. Six more goblins follow suit, before their combined body odor smashes into your nose, leaving you barely conscious once again. (-10 MP)
"Well, well, well... what do we have here?" the goblin rider asks, smiling, as his companions scurry around you. "A human lass... well done, Verx!"
Your captor's chest swallows with pride at older goblin's complement. "Thanks, Grobath! What do you think, guys?"
"She's pretty..." one goblin replies, rubbing his dirty paws all over your limp body. "Yeah! Good catch, Verx!" another comments. "You should take her to the slave market at Bitterseed... I'm sure the elves would pay good money for her!" a third goblin suggests.
As the foul creatures chat among themselves, one goblin leans over your head, moving it side to side, as if you examine every nook and cranny of your face. You struggle to remain conscious, as you can feel (and smell!) his feet shift around your neck. (-2 MP) Eventually, the lone goblin calls out to the group gathered at your side:
"Hey, Krutz! Come here. Does she remind ya of someone?"
"What? Ya think she fled from us?"
"No! Look at her face. 'Member that princess Gorkil was looking for?"
"Oh yeah! YEAH!"
"Yeah, it must be her. Just look at her clothes... it must be her!" the goblin exclaimed, turning to your assailant. "Verx, ya gotta bring her to the Goblin King down in the Underworks! He was looking for this princess for months. I'm sure he'll reward us... I mean, YOU, he'll reward YOU..."
"No! Don't listen to him, Verx!" the third goblin chimes in "The elves will pay her weight in gold, I swear!"
"Oh, yeah?! I heard Gorkil say he'd give up his entire harem of foot sluts in exchange for her!"
"Liar!" "Idiot!" "Jam-licker!" "Sweat-rug!"
"SILENCE!" the warg rider's voice echoes through the forest. "Get back in line, ya stinkin' maggots! Verx caught the girl, he decides what to do with her."
All eyes (including yours) turn to the young goblin, eager to hear his decision. "I think... I... I think we should..."
Your MP: 38/100 (Status Effect: STUNNED)
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