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The humans, since their original discovery of this "new world", have begun colonizing the region but the effort is still in its infancy. The main focus as you've heard, is towards the uncharted continental lands beyond, and so many explorers and "conquistadors" they call them, come to and from these islands as a stopping point between the Old World and the New and oftentimes back again.

Since the last time and your arrival to this land, you've managed to familiarize yourself with the region, the people and settlements and the current trends. You've also become friendly with some of the declining native elves, in particular having found a ruined settlement of theirs and plundering some treasure. Perhaps most importantly though, to you, is that you've been maintaining faith to the goblin gods and fostering their presence (as new as yours) in this land by setting up shrines and a temple. For your offerings to them you've received various blessings, and this in conjunctions with your skills as a rogue and a decent grasp of alchemy, should help towards your goals of establishing a goblin homeland in this New World. A homeland which your kind lacked in the Old world, but has promise of here.

>Link to the previous thread;

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/3994634/

>>4035688
Nice, how are our things then?

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>>4035688
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>>4035688
The town here, Maracan, is the only notable human settlement on this side of the island. And therefore, is the only notable bastion of civilization in this strange and wild land. The thought of living side by side with humans is distasteful to you, but the thought of owning an actual bed rather than sleeping on the ground is appealing. Besides, if your goal is to rule over these people somehow or other, then you need at least some familiarity with them and a base of operations in their midst so to speak.

The town has only been around for a few decades though so it's not the biggest settlement you've set foot in for sure. Short of actually building yourself a home, you'll likely have to obtain lodging from someone else. It's just a matter of money, and what you're willing to accept as a home.

>Temporary lodging, like staying at an inn, is fine for now. Plus you can afford it indefinitely.
>Let a home, you might be able to find someone who owns a home in town that you could rent (but not own) for the time being, and you could afford it.
>Buy out a portion of a building, like the upstairs of a home or the cellar. You'll need to gather all your savings (aside of the treasure) for this however, and it will mean sharing a living space.
>You want an actual, nice home for yourself! To do this however, you will need to find a way to sell off the treasure you've looted.
>Write-in.

>>4035711

>Let a home, you might be able to find someone who owns a home in town that you could rent (but not own) for the time being, and you could afford it.

But rent a place where we won't need to ahare living space with another family, we can buy something later if needed

>>4035725
Support
Sure,let's go with this

>>4035711
>>Temporary lodging, like staying at an inn, is fine for now. Plus you can afford it indefinitely.

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>>4035725
At the moment you are staying at a tavern, the same one you are familiar with and you're a regular and welcome customer. Of course you could just stay there indefinitely, as long as it takes for you to bring your plans to fruition. But for your purposes, something more significant is preferable. You want a home rather than a room, where you have the space to call your own and use as you please. Working on a contract to guarantee your time there, rather than paying each day for your lodging.

With that in mind then, it narrows your search down considerably. Renting is not such a common practice in these times and especially not in a colonial settlement. Your best bet would probably be to find someone who owns a home but doesn't regularly use it for whatever reason. That way you could just pay to house-sit the place basically, though you expect some difficulty even there for being a goblin.

But hey, at least you're on your own here and they would know it, so it's not like you're moving in with friends and family. If you can also pay, then you think you have a chance of it...

>Make a roll, 1d100, to see if you can find or hear news of a situation like this that you could make use of.

Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>4035933
eh, if we can't find anything that inn where we met Maria would do too

>>4035942
Well that's where you've been staying the last several days since your return to town from the wild interior of the island. They certainly enjoy having you as a customer, but when you've got plans involving alchemy at the very least... well, it's not exactly reasonable to be experimenting in a tavern.

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>4035933

>>4035953
You got a point, and we would need some room to bring the others over

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>>4035942
>90

After most of the day spent on foot, actually searching around town in person, you have to wonder if there's a better way. Count on the humans with all their proper and official ways, of having just what you're looking for in the colonial exchange house which you're able to find your way to eventually after asking around enough. Mostly the establishment oversees the trade that takes place (with such a big focus on what the local plantations grow to be shipped back to the Old world) as well as the comings and goings of ships, a particular importance to the conquistadors. It does however handle more mundane concerns such as property records.

"I doubt they would be willing to... well, deal with someone of your demeanor, but there are some sorts you could try."

To even get in the place you have to demonstrate that you're well-to-do or at least present yourself that way, with some bribes. But asking the right questions you can find that there are three options available to you in town. The fellow you're dealing with though doesn't think a goblin will get very far trying to deal with the relevant persons. But it can't hurt to try, especially when you can jingle a purse of monies in front of them.

So with a scrap of paper and some scrawled writing by the helpful sir, you have an idea of three places you could go. Whether you'll be successful in negotiating for them is another matter entirely, but you're actually on a lead now rather than wandering aimlessly and just looking about for a place to live.

>The first is a small storage house at the docks, owned by a sea captain who makes the voyage across the ocean and back. Since he's gone for most of the year, you could make use of the place.
>The second is a fancy home in the center of town which belongs to one of the plantation families. They only make use of it when they visit town on occasion, so you could basically pay to house sit the home the rest of the time, which was an idea you had.
>The third is a small but empty home on the far side of town (but still within the walls), that is a church property now as left by the previous owner upon death. The church hasn't had much a chance to use it besides charity housing, but you could rent the place and they would welcome the income.

>>4036060
>>The third is a small but empty home on the far side of town (but still within the walls), that is a church property now as left by the previous owner upon death. The church hasn't had much a chance to use it besides charity housing, but you could rent the place and they would welcome the income.

>>4036060
>The third is a small but empty home on the far side of town (but still within the walls), that is a church property now as left by the previous owner upon death. The church hasn't had much a chance to use it besides charity housing, but you could rent the place and they would welcome the income.

>>4036060
>The second is a fancy home in the center of town which belongs to one of the plantation families. They only make use of it when they visit town on occasion, so you could basically pay to house sit the home the rest of the time, which was an idea you had.

>>4036060
>>The third is a small but empty home on the far side of town (but still within the walls), that is a church property now as left by the previous owner upon death. The church hasn't had much a chance to use it besides charity housing, but you could rent the place and they would welcome the income.

>>4036060

>>The third is a small but empty home on the far side of town (but still within the walls), that is a church property now as left by the previous owner upon death. The church hasn't had much a chance to use it besides charity housing, but you could rent the place and they would welcome the income.

>>4036060
>>The first is a small storage house at the docks, owned by a sea captain who makes the voyage across the ocean and back. Since he's gone for most of the year, you could make use of the place.

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>>4036862
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>>4036415
All the options have some appeal to you, but at the end of the day it's the third that wins out. Partly because it's empty so you have more freedom to do as you wish with it, but mostly because it's the easiest to negotiate for. The church doesn't ask for too much, and they have a more... tolerant attitude towards non-humans, particularly goblins since by their faith, one of their saints is a goblin.

In any case there's plenty of papers to sign and church officials to meet with and bow before, all that nonsense of playing along with the humans and their decorum. By nightfall though, you are now the proud tenant of a home. The pride is tempered by the fact that you don't actually own anything yet, but none in your family have ever lodged in an actual house. If only your parents could see you now!

"Aaaahh... they look like bugs from up here!"

Leaning on one of the windowsills of the second floor, it's an unfamiliar sight and experience to be able to look down over humans. Something you could get used to, you think. Well in any case, you can navigate about the home and familiarize yourself with all the rooms. More or less what you'd expect, a living area on the ground floor, a kitchen and storage room, and then for the upstairs a couple bedrooms and what had been a study.

It's a fairly small residence all things considered, and it's near enough completely empty, but to you it feels like a grand mansion! Though you are only a temporary tenant so you probably won't fully furnish the place but it couldn't hurt to get a few furniture items... a bed, most particularly. Unpacking your personal belongings in the bedroom you decide to take as your own, you're already imagining how you might want to lay the place out.

But the night is young, and you no longer have to carry all your possessions on your back, making travel around town or anywhere else for that matter much more appealing.

>Explore the area of town around your new home, see what you can find.
>You're feeling pretty great all things considered, a night out to celebrate would be welcome!
>There's no time to stop, you've still so much to do! [Continuing from the previous thread, any unfinished business from it that you want to see about.]
>Write-in.

>>4037337
>>Explore the area of town around your new home, see what you can find.

recon sounds good

tomorrow we can go about compleating the rest of the stuff we planned last thread

>>4037337
>celebrate

Let's buy some quality beverages and visit our half-elf friends for a party, they took us in before so it would be nice to celebrate our newfound luck with booze and some good music with them

>>4037337
>>Explore the area of town around your new home, see what you can find.

>>4037337
>Celebrate

We are the richest goblin!

>>4037337
>>You're feeling pretty great all things considered, a night out to celebrate would be welcome!

>>4037359
I could actually go for this

changing to this

>>4037387
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>>4037381
>>4037377
>>4037359
Knowing what is around your new home could be useful, but you feel like you'd rather just celebrate. You haven't been in this strange new land all that long, but already you've managed success for yourself, something you are both thankful for and brings you great happiness. When they kidnapped you and put you in chains, you thought your life was over let alone that nightmarish journey across the ocean as a captive in the bottom of a boat.

But since then it's only been upwards, and already you've done so well for yourself... an unpleasant thought even, that you've done better here, possibly than you or your family ever had back in the Old world. Either way, for your new life and new fortune here, you feel like celebrating is long overdue.

And who better, than with your half-elven acquaintances on the outskirts of town? They too have been dealt a bad hand in life, and you'd like to return the favor they showed you by letting you into their midst to begin with.

---

It's not an easy journey for a little goblin such as yourself, let alone one having to carry many quality bottles. And by no means is the night young after what is normally a couple hours walk. But there's still a few people up and about by the time you reach the community on the outskirts of town.

"Zujenia! What are you doing out at this time?"

"Hey everyone, Zuzu's back!"

"Don't kill yourself with all that, here let me help!"

Some are just up late and enjoying themselves around a fire already anyway, while some have only just returned home after a grueling day of work, and some even awake to come and see you. In any case you're warmly welcomed back and afforded much attention, especially when you come bearing gifts for all of them! As lat as it is, you probably can't expect a full-on party, but by all means you can certainly celebrate with several half-elven folk late into the night and early hours of the morning.

>Just enjoy a pleasant time among friends for some time, before getting to bed in the small home they set aside for you.
>You're here to have some fun! Encourage and participate in whatever merriment and games they get up to!
>It's no goblin celebration, if you're not getting completely wasted. Not a one of the bottles you brought will have even a drop left, and in short order!
>Write-in.

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Whoops, the picture didn't post!

>>4037438
>You're here to have some fun! Encourage and participate in whatever merriment and games they get up to!

games sounds fun, encourage everyone to drink and get them happy, see if lover boy is around, maybe we can have some "extra activities" by the end of it to close the party on a high note, it's been some time I imagine

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>>4037446
and if he is not availible we can find another one from the village, no one can resist a goblin after all lol

>>4037438
>>You're here to have some fun! Encourage and participate in whatever merriment and games they get up to!

>>4037471
>>4037446
Let's party

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Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>4037446
>>4037456
>>4037471
>>4037490
It's not just a celebration, you came to have some fun too! On their own the half-elves might have kept things civil enough, but it's hard to keep things that way when there's a rowdy goblin slinging drinks and encouraging folks to cut loose. Before long you're in the thick of a small party around the fire; lively conversation and bawdy stories, an instrument or two to play for some dancing in their curious mix of human and elven styles, gambling games and even a good-spirited fight or two. All of this, fueled along by the bottles of drink you brought along with their own local concoctions.

And ironically enough, were this a human party it wouldn't be enough most likely, but these half-elves don't hold their drink too well as their elven side succumbs easily. Compared with your small size, they make decent drinking buddies compared to humans who can manage better than you, or elves who are easily floored. All in all though you have a lovely time, and all the more rewarding as a celebration for your recent good fortunes since arriving to these new lands. It certainly lifts your spirits and restores your hopes in accomplishing something meaningful here.

Now if only you had someone to share it all with...

"Ahah! Wh-What are you... I think you might have had too much to drink, Zuzu..."

"Noooot too muchhh fer thishhh! Cummon lemme shhhhee, heeere I showww you mineee!"

Late into the night things eventually settle down more as some folks tire themselves out having fun, and others need to get to bed for tomorrow. Along the way though you latched onto Toba, the half-elven fellow who you know has feelings for you, clinging onto him to prevent his departure. All for the purpose of course, to get yourself a bed warmer. He's embarrassed enough by your increasing displays of affection to him by the fire to the point where he tries to help you off to bed, but once you're out of sight of anyone else you redouble your efforts. Loosing your blouse to put the goods on display while you try to get at his pants, the only thing you're able to reach of him at your height. He may be right that you've had a lot to drink but at the same time you can feel him, and know that you've gotten him in the mood even if he tries to deny it.

More than anything though it's his elven-side sensibilities, because of their longer lifespans they have a complicated and very long courtship process. His affection for you is predicated on the idea of many months to years even of familiarity before something significant as intimacy. Contrasted with your goblin ways and how life is very short and your kind acts on what they want, when they want it, he's rather overwhelmed by you to say the least.

>Maybe he's right, you wouldn't want to do anything you'd regret for being drunk. Besides, the more you think of it, the more incompatible you realize you may be.
>If he wants to be a prude, fine by him, but at the very least you're not sleeping alone after such a lovely night.
>You're hungry, and half-elven meat is on the menu.
>Write-in.

>>4037566
>>You're hungry, and half-elven meat is on the menu.

dude, we live 20 years at best, no time to waste, show us the goods

educate him on goblin courtship

>>4037566

>You're hungry, and half-elven meat is on the menu.
Time for tricking him, be gentle and make him believe he is in for a night of cuddling and handholding, then when his guard is down and he is properly ready we attack.

>>4037566
>You're hungry, and half-elven meat is on the menu.

>>4037577
>>4037594
>>4037641
Gob job? GOB JOB!

>Make a roll, 1d100!

Rolled 78 (1d100)

>>4037648

Rolled 9 (1d100)

>>4037648

Rolled 94 (1d100)

>>4037648

Rolled 21 (1d100)

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>>4037714
>94, 37

Oh sure, maybe he's right, maybe you've had too much to drink and need his help to get back to your little house. Oh what a helpful gentleman he is, helping you to bed and oh! If it wouldn't be too much trouble, he could help you out of your clothes? You sleep that way of course. Oh how kind, and if he wouldn't mind laying down with you for just a little bit to help you get to sleep? How good of him...

You may be a little tipsy, but lucid enough for this, to know what you're doing. Each step of the way you trick and lure him another step further, till eventually he's got a bare goblin sitting on his chest and pinning him to the ground while choking on her tongue. Partly it's the party, partly it's the long time since knowing a male's touch, but you overwhelm the poor half-elf with your hunger. Though he keeps trying to stop you or at least slow you down, your drive to push on is stronger, for one so small. Not to mention fast either, he's still trying to catch his breath from the kissing when you're already yanking at his pants. All in all, pretty characteristic of the differences between you, and how much faster your life is in every aspect compared to his. Though you do encounter a physiological obstacle in his ability to perform so to speak, given how intimacy as well as courtship for even half-elves takes a significant amount of time. But you're not going to let that stop you! You're removing the training wheels with explosives here, as you coax what performance you can from him, and he can just bite down and scream into the pillow between hyperventilating as his body strains to try and keep up with yours... when his max speed is ten and your average speed is one hundred, so to speak.

"Please, Zujenia! Half-elves... our bodies can't handle this!"

"Whelll gobbo bodysh cannn!"

In any case, when it comes to half-elven meat, you get your fill... in many senses of the word! The size difference between you is another physiological obstacle, but one your body can deal with better than his body can deal with the first obstacle. Thanks largely in part in your case, to downing all those drinks. The end result; a raunchy little green creature grunting and slapping away on top of a poor half-elf looking like he's suffering a heart attack, deathly pale and fighting for every breath.

"...I-I-I... I-I c-c-can't..."

"-unf, unf, unf, yeshh! Dasss da good shtuff! Hnnngh!"

"...c-c-can't... t-t-take it..."

Yes, a sordid sight indeed. Two highly mismatched figures panting for breath as one, glistening with sweat as one, and slapping away into the night as one... somehow, despite being species separated by oceans of water and time, biology finds a way...

~~~

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~~~

Your own snoring like a pig wakes you up, as there's not enough light otherwise. You wonder what time it must be for it to be as dim, but lifting your head out of your own drool to hazily look around, you can see that it is indeed morning already but someone drew the hut covering closed... you think you know who, as you smile your fangs and sleepily nuzzle against the half-elven chest you'd been sleeping, drooling, and snoring on.

The very same half-elf who lies awake, probably not having slept at all, staring mortified and silent at the roof of the hut.

>What do you do?

>>4037802
>that image
Lol
Morning sunshine, did you have a good time?

Enjoy lazying around in the morning some more, no haste for now.
Maybe talk with the boy and explain that we as goblins have to act on our desires, time is not a luxury we have like he does.
Enjoy some breakfast in bed if there is anything here and then tell him we can do this again sometime.

When we are properly rested and with some proper body warmth we can scout our neighborhood and see what opportunities or dangers we find.

>>4037832
Sure support

And this is bed for me, see you later QM.

>>4037854
>>4037832
That's fine, this will probably be my last post of the night as well. We'll continue tomorrow, till then you can figure out what's on your list of important things to take care of, now that you've sufficiently celebrated your success in the New world.

Until next time, thanks all for playing!

hahhaha
10/10 smut

>>4037886
I just remembered something, don't our body fluids have healing properties? he may be tired but he has never been healthier kek

>>4037802
See if we can hire Toba as a lab assistant to makehealing potions and other stuff so we can save time on those.

Look for someone we can sell a part of our gold.

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>>4037832
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What a lovely way to wake up in the morning, you could certainly get used to it. You're not so sure if your partner could though.

"Mmmmm... good morning, did you have a good time?"

"...you're young enough to be my granddaughter... do you know that?"

"Awww, so sowwy gwanpa! Guess I been a baaad giiiwl..."

You laugh it off and nuzzle amorously against him some more, though it's obvious that he's more than a little disturbed by what happened. Like he fancied an idealized impression of you as a proper and capable lady, but found out the hard way that you're just a salacious little green monster. Not that you're particularly sorry, at all, for shattering his fantasies.

"So, my big strong plantation worker... you got any more sugar for me? Some more sweetness in my bowl would really hit the spot."

"You're not... talking about... again?!" purring as you rest your chin on his chest, you look up at him with hungry eyes, while he looks genuinely afraid of your intentions, "I told you, half-elves... we can't, our bodies don't work that way. If you tried... what you did last night with a full-elf, you'd have killed him."

Bah, lightweight. He tries to explain something about their hearts not being able to handle it, like anything with elves they need a long time to "prepare" for anything. It's all nonsense to you of course; goblins want what they want, when they want, and if you get the chance you take it! You don't mind Toba, but if you should end up... breaking him, you wouldn't shed too many tears in replacing him. Still, it's rather humorous that you can withstand something he cannot when he's so much bigger than you, chalk it up to goblin fortitude you suppose.

In any case you can keep it simple for now, just appreciating his company for a time before you resolve to get up and get ready for the day.

"You... want to get something to eat?"

"I don't think I can walk." he responds as plainly as possible.

"Fine, I'll do it."

Throwing on a gown then, you can fetch some food for the both of you before returning to the hut and opening it up some. In the light to see him more clearly, maybe he's not being overly dramatic because he does look worse for the wear, gaunt and pale. He's at least able to sit up and eat on his own though, while you scarf down your breakfast and get dressed.

"That's... that's strange..."

"Hmm?"

"I had a pretty nasty cut on my hand, accident with a knife in the fields... it's gone now though, fully healed."

Ah right, that handy little blessing of your goblin Mother goddess. Whether it be through swapping spit or simply the act itself, it seems that your little romp last night with Toba healed him of any injuries or poor health, or at least your body healed him. Nice to see you're still benefiting from the favor of the goddess.

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Well in any case, you finally get your shoes on and move to your feet, to kiss Toba goodbye for now, you standing at full height able to reach his face while he's only sitting... something you can tell disturbs him but delights you for humorous reasons. Since you're probably headed back to town, you may not be seeing him for awhile, at least not till you've done up your new rented home with a place to stay for guests.

>Before you go, you had some remaining business here in the half-elven community?
>Time to sell that treasure! Get back to town, and start searching around for anywhere you could exchange the gold.
>Pick up where you left off last night before leaving town to celebrate; you want to know what the neighborhood is like around your temporary new home.
>[Write-in.]

>>4039237
>>Pick up where you left off last night before leaving town to celebrate; you want to know what the neighborhood is like around your temporary new home.

Let Toba and the half-elf that we first met know where we are staying if they need something they could seek us out.
and see how things are going for the trader bedore departing, check if he learned something and is not being cheated again.

>>4039237

>Pick up where you left off last night before leaving town to celebrate; you want to know what the neighborhood is like around your temporary new home.

>>4039253
I mean to let them know where we are in case the elf comes looking, maybe even warn them of the signal we agreed so they can let us know

>>4039306
>>4039268
>>4039253
The half-elf you first met is the trader, Moro, the same guy. You can let him and Toba know about your new living situation though, and about the full-elf you immunized and what could be done in regards to him if he shows up.

Otherwise, you'll make your departure for town again. You can probably reach your new neighborhood a little after midday or so, go ahead and make a roll 1d100 to see what you can find around your home.

Rolled 10 (1d100)

>>4039326

Rolled 10 (1d100)

>>4039326

Rolled 17 (1d100)

>>4039326

>>4039334
>>4039350
Ten times ten equal 100? Well, at least something interesting will be around there, I hope it's the malditos

Well, I guess we don't find much at all with those rolls

Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>4039326

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>>4039376
Kindly use our reroll anon

>>4039376
>>4039382
Pls

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>>4039376
It's just getting worse and worse!

Reroll

Can we do it?

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>>4039391
Do you have one earned/stored? I fail to recollect...

...don't think so...

>>4039397
You gave us one last thread due to the religion stuff, don't you mess with us

>>4039401
As I recall, you unlocked the ability for rerolls to exist, and to be able to get them, the previous time with the religious offerings.

But you hadn't actually yet gotten a reroll itself to use. Just the ability to use them, if you had them. I could be mistaken though.

>>4039403
You are absolutely right, I misread it.

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>>4039376
>1

It's a cloudy day out but still hot as always, however the nearer you get to town the more bearable it is thanks to the sea breeze. With most taking to their daily siesta, the streets aren't so busy by the time you get there, so the perfect chance to go exploring around the neighborhood of your newly rented home.

Though you're supposed to be keeping an eye out for interesting or useful places, but you can't help giggling and holding your face constantly from the lingering afterglow of your romantic endeavors last night. The joyful feeling of having a bond with someone again, and the warm and pleasant sensation inside.

So giddy, that you don't notice being followed.

"Oye niña."

"Hmmm? What is- ach!"

The wallop of a club to your head and the disorientation of being shoved hard by someone much bigger than you, down an alleyway. Knocked to the rough ground, you try to gather your bearings and reach your feet, but darkness envelops you as a sack is pulled over your tiny form. Screaming and struggling, you fitfully try to escape or bite and claw your way out of the bag, till a swinging sensation and a sudden impact. White flash of shock, and all goes dark, as whomever was responsible simply bundled you up in the bag and then swung the whole thing into a wall to silence you.

~~~

Dreams, strange dreams...

"...bwuhhh?"

The rattling of chains awakens you, as you look around with your goblin sight to guess that you're on the floor of some dark cellar. In an elevated area above, the only light source, you can see a few humans and an orc talking.

"She's a thief, I want her to suffer."

"She'll suffer but... it's not a normal death, you may know."

"If she steals from Don Pedro, nothing is too good for her."

Seeing that you've been stripped down to your undergarments, immediately you start looking for routes of escape. Thankfully you yourself are not chained, you can move freely but by the make of the room you can't see an easy way out. Caressing your aching head then, you stagger to your feet and try to move around, which the humans notice.

"Ah, she's awake!"

"Good, goblin scum! Much better if she sees it, I want to hear her scream."

The most well-dressed human spits down at you from above, his apparent hated of you quite obvious. What they have in mind though remains clear, but from rattling chains down in the dark cellar with you... you can only imagine.

>What do you do?

>>4039532
Do we recognize anyone here?

"Why did you bring me here?"

What do we do? Bite thong amd die? If we can't escape.

Find a weapon first, then a way out or at least a place where we can hide

>>4039532
Pray for the ancient goblin gods that survived hardships, se will need them now I think, claw our arm and offer them our blood as sacrifice

Then

Look for a weapon
Look for a way up, or somewhere we can climb up there.
Use nightvision to see what's on the chains.


That was a rather harsh 1

>>4039560
Yug specifically, but if it's not a situation for him we can at least offer that blood to the Divine Mother to get her +5

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>>4039551
>>4039560
>>4039569
One of the humans (the fancy-dressed one) you think you vaguely recognize, but you're not sure from where... the other two and the orc though, you've no idea. Maybe it's not too late for you though, you try to think fast and stall for time while you look around.

"...wh-why... why d-did you bring me here?"

"Look at that, she can talk!"

You get a piece of fruit thrown at you for your trouble by the man who clubbed you in the first place, while the fanciest fellow leans on the edge with an angry look.

"Over a week ago, on an outing through town, would you believe that I was robbed? The contents of my pockets and purse, stolen! I wondered what wretch may do such a thing, but to my surprise I hear that I was not the only one to be robbed! And rumors of a goblin abound..."

Now you think you recognize him, one of the unluckies you pickpocketed on your first foray into town. While speaking he gestures for the orc, who leaves your sight from the elevated area but then emerges into the cellar via a caged door up a small flight of stairs. One escape you suppose, but not at the moment with the orc there.

"...nonsense I think, there are no goblins this side of the sea! Surely it is just common rumors; when there is thievery, blame goblins, present or not. But I wonder if you can imagine my surprise, when not only should I become aware of a goblin indeed, but that she was living in the city now... one would assume because of new money!"

The orc, who you can get a better look at now and is dressed and decorated quite primitively in some sort of ceremonial outfit, opens the caged door but doesn't step too far in. Simply he just whispers something onto a few small bones in his hand, and chucks them at you. Some hit, some just land at your feet, but the orc quickly shuts the caged door as you hear the rattling chains take up... and now groaning? A shambling shape in the darkness, you can somewhat make it out as a person thanks to your goblin sight, but something is clearly wrong with them... and something smells, dead...

Fearful now of whatever fate they have in mind for you, you pray to your gods for help!

>The two gods you have favor with are Vorli and Marda. Although this situation isn't particularly relevant to either of them, in your time of need you can beseech them for salvation for a +5.
>Another chance, although you're in this dire situation, to quickly search around for anything you can use or means of escape. [Roll 1d100]

>>4039605
>>The two gods you have favor with are Vorli and Marda. Although this situation isn't particularly relevant to either of them, in your time of need you can beseech them for salvation for a +5.

Rolled 99 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>4039605

ask for the adventure god's blessing then

let's find some place to run to, maybe even some place to climb

>>4039615
I think we need to roll my dear anon

Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>4039605

>The two gods you have favor with are Vorli and Marda. Although this situation isn't particularly relevant to either of them, in your time of need you can beseech them for salvation for a +5.
>Another chance, although you're in this dire situation, to quickly search around for anything you can use or means of escape. [Roll 1d100]

Both

Lets try to lead the dead thing to the others, maybe climb those stairs with it behind us, our gods can help us opening it.

Before anything else, pick up the bones the orc threw at us and throw them at the rich looking guy, even if we die we can at least curse him.

"I hope I'm pregnant so that my death will curse you even in the eyes of your god!"

Rolled 3 (1d100)

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>>4039622
>>4039630
>>4039615
>>4039677
>104

Frightened by the sight of the shambling undead, you pray to your gods as the monster nears. Hoping for salvation but settling for some momentary peace of mind... enough for the inspiration, like that of a certain goblin god of adventure, to evade the zombie.

"I hope I'm pregnant so that my death will curse you even in the eyes of your god!"

Will a little courageous defiance, you gather up some of the bones and try to toss a few at the fancily dressed humans... you hit him but he doesn't seem worried.

"What a ghastly thought, more goblins around here..."

Down in the cellar here, there's not much you have to work with but it's not empty. In a quick run then you duck past the zombie as it lunges for you, and scamper up some barrels. Here your rogue skills really come in handy as you navigate the difficult terrain, and keep just out of reach of the zombie as you climb along whatever you can.

"Agh, she's dragging it out!"

"Just accept your death, you scum! Otherwise we'll just set the dogs on you!"

The onlookers hurl insults and eventually bits of rubbish trying to get you to fall down. Eventually though, thanks to your goblin vision in the dark you can see where the zombie is actually chained to the corner. So with your back against the wall you push with all your might through your legs to topple the barrel onto the zombie. Just a moment's distraction you need to get to the floor bolt and a lock on this end of the chain.

"Ha... haHA! There you go!"

Being a rogue of course, you always have at least some tiny tools ready, like in your hair, behind your ears or in your mouth. Making quick work of it in the dark corner you manage to unchain the zombie from this end, without the onlookers noticing yet.

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Then, it's just a matter of scampering about past the zombie once it pushes the barrel off, and making for the gated door.

"Hold on, she's got something there."

"She's opening it! She's opening the door!"

"What?! HOW?!"

Fools, complete idiots to underestimate you. For one, not checking you fully to find your typical hidden tools, and for another not accounting for your masterful roguish skills. Quicker than they can reach the other side of the door, you've gotten it unlocked and just in time as the zombie lumbers up the stairs... to throw the cursed bones through the gate at the humans and hoist yourself up to the ceiling above the gated door, allowing the zombie to crash into it beneath you. The force of the monster, throwing the door open to smack right into the humans on the other side.

And of course the screams and awful sounds as the zombie sets upon the first victim it can find. You can't imagine this will go on for much longer, as the orc approaches with probably some means of stopping it all. But the door is open and your own trap is sprung. It's now or never, to rush out and avoid anyone who might stop your escape!

>What do you do? Is simply escaping your primary concern, or do you have unfinished business here before you want to leave?

>>4039774
Tell the orc to not help the humans, but to join us

>>4039774
We shpuld bite the rich dude's neck off before escaping

>>4039774
awesome!
how fast is mister zombie? shambling corpse or cheater fast zombie?

I got an idea, the orc was clearly afraid of the thing when he summoned/woke it up since he fled the cellar very quickly.
My idea is to wait until he starts hios chant and push him to the monster, or throw a rock or something at his mouth, distract him long enough for the zombie to rip him to pieces

then, ideally, we can find a way out and bar the door so that the zombie can go to town on all of them, a little house of horrors
Zuzu would probably sit back by the door and hear everything until the last scream

>>4039975
I like this
If we can get the zombie to kill the orc, or the orc to leave the zombie alone the zombie can take care of the humans while we focus on escaping.

We won't be safe while that Don is around, specially after this.

>>4039975
>>4040007
This sounds good. And even if we don't convince him, we might be able to distract him long enough for the zombie to finish them

>>4039774
Escape immediately.

>>4039855
>>4039918
>>4039975
>>4040007
>>4040361
>>4040452
After pulling that crazy little stunt, no doubt thanks to the favor of the gods, you're feeling... still frightened for your life in this dangerous situation, but more confident now than when you first regained consciousness. Your instincts drive you to escape above all else, but quick thinking you know that the danger for you won't end just because you got out of here. How much you can actually hope to accomplish as you are, remains to be seen but you have to try and the more damage you can inflict upon these people the better.

Now, on your own there's little a lone goblin girl can do. But the zombie presents some options now that you see it doesn't discriminate on who it goes after. Not a very fast undead but a big and strong one, an orc no less. Under the right circumstances... and if you're careful, you might be able to turn the tables on your captors and wield their killing machine against them!

First thing's first though, you have to find some way of preventing the orc from stopping this scheme of yours. You have the thought to try and tell or convince him to help you out, but honestly wouldn't expect that to get very far under positive circumstances let alone this chaotic situation.

"Ay! Off, get her off!"

"Just grab her, kill her if you have to! The zombie is the threat!"

The undead continues to be a great distraction, as you clamor down the door gate and jump onto one of the human's heads. They who'd been occupied trying to force the zombie off their comrade with a wooden bench, they'd temporarily forgotten you but the guy angrily tries to throw or bash you off him. You're just using him to reach the floor again, and from there can attempt something to prevent the orc shaman from regaining control of the zombie or some equivalent.

>Make a roll, 1d100, if you have some plan to incapacitate the orc. Without him, these humans will have a very hard time dealing with the zombie.

Rolled 74 (1d100)

>>4041161
The balls.
If there is something all races have is comon is an acute sensible spot between their legs and we have the perfect hight to bring hell to someone's family jewels.
Claw, punch, shred or even stab our lockpick on the orc's balls, then scram and wait for the zombie to do his thing

Are we still under the adventurer god's blessing?

Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>4041161
he uses his mouth so we can try to shut him up throwing something

>>4041199
that is always a classic too

>>4041161

Rolled 1 (1d100)

>>4041222
Tsk

>>4041223
Oh boy

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>>4041223

Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>4041161

Rolled 99 (1d100)

>>4041161

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>>4041285
>>4041223
>>4041218
>>4041199
>>4041384
>1, 99

The orc shaman is your target, and however you can disable him... even if you have to hit below the belt, is your bet. From one of the humans then, as they still struggle to try and force the zombie back into the cellar, you can steal the knife from his belt.

"Pull ya friend here, can't de pass here ba'!"

By now the shaman though has inscribed something on the floor, telling the humans to retreat past it to his side. He's speaking some incantation or other, voodoo business no doubt, but you're not going to wait to find out what it is. Rushing for him then, you make a lunge with the dagger in front of you to stab him in the groin or at least the upper thigh area, and in the process sever some braided and beaded belt hanging from his waist from your slash.

"ARGH! Stepe bitch!"

"-aie!"

Your attack draws his focus very angrily to you, and out of immediate response he kicks you with the strength of an orc that sends you shooting the wall, hard as if he'd kicked a ball. The shock of the impact and the pain greatly debilitates you, and you try but fail to stand with a yelp, holding the sharp pain in your side. The orc probably would have finished the job as well and comes to stomp and crush you into the floor, but falters after a few paces... clutching at his chest and breathing sharply.

"No... she dun... no, NO! Sum bad ba', big ba-"

His anger shifts to panic as he glances back to check on the voodoo inscription on the floor, his blood you spilled spread over the symbol markings... and starting to glow and steam. Hastily he tries to warn the humans, but his attempt to correct or even wipe away the markings is met a sudden loss of all lights and sounds in the room, in the area. Only the moonlight trickling through a high window and some... faint whispers, some language strange to you? The others notice it as well, shortly before the bloody steam appears to blow out, and a green glow appears emanating from the cracks of the stones. Increasingly in glowing intensity, the green light quickly starts to spread across the floor, up the walls and every surface; a ghostly light shining out of every crack and space between every brick and stone of the ground floor here. And with it, an increase in the whispering.

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It doesn't... seem dangerous, yet, but it's very disturbing for things to be completely silent otherwise, even as you can make out the humans still struggling against the zombie in the increasing green light. Maybe if you could understand the whispering you might be scared, but it's some jostling of the stones you're laying against that startles you. Once again you try and fail to reach your feet, but can at least crawl away from the wall in time to see some of the smaller stones being... pulled into that green glow between (and apparently now behind) them. Only the little stones in the floors and walls and ceiling at first but you notice gradually bigger and bigger stones starting to shake as well.

And in the gaps made by the removed stones, out of the light you can see... odd little faces. Like little dolls, with what appear to be masks of different expressions, trying to climb their way from out of the green void and through the gaps made by the stones being pulled out. And faintly visible beyond, other... things in the void. Again, none of it seems particularly threatening yet, but it makes you feel very uneasy... and the orc shaman you can see panicking, trying to patch up his leg and attempts to mend the ritual markings or even overpower them. More and more you're feeling you should get up, get out, run, but you're pretty badly injured to have trouble moving.

>What do you do?

>>4041407
would drinking our own blood work?

Let's try to get up, judging by the ork this things are not friendly and they want blood, so if we can grab a distracted human and stab at his throat to feed the things that would be best (and possibly catastrophic by feeding the things kek)

while they are distracted we should get the fuck out

>>4041407
Try elvish? See if they understand

Grab that knife and open the orc's throat over the ritual stuff on the floor, I'm sure nlthing bad will come out of it.

>>4041430
>>4041423

>>4041423
>>4041430
>>4041440
Very well, you can try to act and salvage a bad situation... maybe you could survive at least!

Make 2d100 rolls, first for the success of the action you try, and second to see how well you can navigate/escape the area given the supernatural circumstances. Hopefully your gods are paying more attention now with your predicament!

Rolled 92, 40 = 132 (2d100)

>>4041715
FOOOOOOK LOOK AT ME ROOOOOL

Rolled 24, 61 = 85 (2d100)

>>4041715

Rolled 67, 86 = 153 (2d100)

>>4041715

Rolled 20, 45 = 65 (2d100)

>>4041715

Rolled 46, 34 = 80 (2d100)

>>4041715

Rolled 90, 74 = 164 (2d100)

>>4041715

Apologies for the later start but we'll resume shortly.

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>>4041720
>>4041747
>>4041796
>>4041801
>>4042233
>>4042344
>90, 74

Maybe you don't have to worry if you can figure out what these things want, and try communicating with them?

"H-Hello? You speak elvish?"

Some small relief to find that not all sound is gone, you can hear yourself, but it seems only sounds made by you. Everything else is dulled out, except for of course that strange whispering which the emerging figures seem to respond to you in. Not elvish then, the language of the orcs you have to assume which you don't know.

If you can't negotiate with the things then, your biggest aim now is to escape... certainly it appears the humans have the same thing in mind as you look to see them all but given up combating the zombie and now simply (attempting) to argue without sound about leaving their friend and escaping this place while the orc tries to regain some control.

"Blood..."

From your injury you cough up some blood on your hand, while trying to make it to your feet again. If blood was what started this though, maybe that's your way out of here, make things even more chaotic to cover your escape? Mustering all your strength then to bear the pain, you grab the dagger and limp over to the orc. Not very stealthy but the complete masking of sound covers your approach, not to mention the big greenie is currently busy.

The humans see you approach but don't regard you that much, facing this greater threat, you are low on their priorities now and they probably assume you drawing near them as a plea for help or something. Poised with the dagger though, you merely stand there for some moments so that they all get used to your presence and turn their attentions elsewhere... after which you take a breath and prepare yourself for another lunge at the kneeling orc. With both hands on the dagger hilt, you drive it right through the side of the orc's neck and then throw your whole body weight on the blade to force it down out of his throat.

"-hurk!"

It's not a perfect attack, not a lot more than a nasty stab but by no means did you open his throat. He is bleeding though and you certainly get his attention, as the orc in a fury grips your little neck ready to effortlessly crush it. And surely he would, and could, this being your untimely end! But the blood you spilled in greater amounts now, and directly over the symbol markings the orc had tried to mend, has immediate results. Right away a flash of red mist as the blood ignites upon the symbol and vaporizes into the air about you. Both you and the orc are left disoriented and coughing, losing his grip on you as he tries to shield his eyes and clutch at his neck, the wound now starting to get to him.

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Before though it was just the creeping, glowing effect throughout the building but now there's a definite rumbling as larger and larger stones are not just pulled into the green void beyond, but instead are blasted free from the walls and ceiling. Chunks to slabs are knocked free exposing much greater portions of the void and allowing much bigger things to try and get through, as demonic hands start reaching through to grab at whatever they can. Following the little doll-like figures of course who by now are starting to pour through the gaps. And worse still, the whispers were the only other sounds before but now behind those whispers you can hear mournful wails and anguished screams emerging.

If it wasn't your cue to leave before, it is now, as the humans get the same idea more or less and scramble for the exit out of here, giving up on the orc and their friend altogether. One of them doesn't even make it to the door though, his leg caught when one of the floor stones gives out beneath him and a ghastly arm catches and starts pulling him. Seems like it's just you and Don Pedro now, struggling to escape as the void begins to encompass you.

>The moment you are able and see the chance, just seek whatever escape route you can that gets you away from here quick as possible.
>Stick with Pedro, you may be enemies but should you run into anything foul, having a human to help deal with it is better than on your own.
>Within the bounds of what you feel is "safe", search about this building (once you get out of the lower floor down here) if there's anything of value or importance. A goblin always stands to gain, even in the worst situations!
>[Write-in.]

>>4043391
>>The moment you are able and see the chance, just seek whatever escape route you can that gets you away from here quick as possible.

nopenopenopenopenopenope

get the fuck out

we are definetly not sleeping alone tonight if make it out of here, either walk to Toba's house or if we can't make it there search for maria after grabing some money and sob ourselves to sleep while holding the person tightly

>>4043391

>The moment you are able and see the chance, just seek whatever escape route you can that gets you away from here quick as possible.

If we can bar the door to keep the fucker inside or if we can throw our knife at him after leaving the building do it.

>>4043391
>The moment you are able and see the chance, just seek whatever escape route you can that gets you away from here quick as possible.

>>4043391
>>The moment you are able and see the chance, just seek whatever escape route you can that gets you away from here quick as possible.

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>>4043416
>>4043431
>>4043432
>>4043557
Already you've had too many close calls, and don't want to keep toying with death. You had ideas to begin with, but by now if you can make it out of here alive then you count that as your prayers answered!

So hot on Don Pedro's heels and malicious spirits hot on your own heels, you struggle and do your best to get out of this place as less and less of the cellar remains and more and more of the void creeps in. Not daring to look back, you reach the stairs and hastily climb them, rushing between Pedro's legs the moment he opens the door.

"Wretch! This is your fault!"

Having reached the ground floor and escaped the basement cellar, quickly sound and light return to you, seems at the moment only the lower floor is affected while the rest of the building remains intact. You hear Pedro shouting angrily after you between his calls for help, but you don't linger to hear or see any more of him. The only thing that matters now is escape at all costs.

So navigating your way through the building quickly, you start to make some sense of the place as a storage warehouse. Don Pedro is the master of one of the local plantations, so this place is probably his for storage of his goods before being shipped off at the docks in Maracan. You try not to linger though and seeking the exit, you pass by some confused workers or guards here and there but they seem more confused by you than hostile, particularly since word is getting out about something bad taking place below.

---

"Haaah... haaah..."

Panting heavily from exhaustion and having to run so far with your injuries, you collapse in the sandy grasses beside the road. A cloudy night but with the moon occasionally shining you can see that the warehouse is a little ways outside of town, bordering the road to one of the entrances. With nothing but a dagger and the rags on your back though, you're reluctant about returning to town yet. Just as well, you're not going to stick around and see what happens to the warehouse and all that voodoo trouble, but you can rest here for awhile until you're ready to move again.

And give thanks to the gods, feeling the grass and sand to your skin and the sea breeze across it, you're alive now thanks to them... you choose to believe anyway. Being caught, you were stripped of your belongings, your weapons, money and even your clothes, but even with nothing at all you still have the gods. Well, you may not be done yet seeking help from them, as your options are limited now.

At the very least you'd want to wait till daylight before returning to town, but perhaps even some days before that. A guess from looking at town along with the waters of the bay, and you think you're beyond the south side, so it's a significant distance to the half-elf community as well. The most important thing is to get off the roads, get away from anywhere you might be noticed, but that narrows things down...

>Seek out the poor quarter, although still part of town it's close and you have friends at the tavern.
>Follow the road from town, and escape into the forests. You can probably forage and survive a few days while you lie low.
>Go along the bay, and upriver. Not really a difficult travel but by far the farthest away from town short of simply fleeing off into the wilds, plus you know there are some small communities upriver.
>[Write-in.]

>>4043607
>>Go along the bay, and upriver. Not really a difficult travel but by far the farthest away from town short of simply fleeing off into the wilds, plus you know there are some small communities upriver.

>>4043603

>Go along the bay, and upriver. Not really a difficult travel but by far the farthest away from town short of simply fleeing off into the wilds, plus you know there are some small communities upriver.

Do we have more clothes and stuff at our house in the town or would we need to but everything again?

>>4043857
The treasure loot you still have hidden, buried. But all your other belongings you moved to the rented house. They may still be there, but if the humans knew where to look for you, you can guess they know where you live.

It stings you to potentially lose everything, but it's better than being dead as they had intended to kill you of course. And as said, there's always the treasure still...

>>4043607
>>Go along the bay, and upriver. Not really a difficult travel but by far the farthest away from town short of simply fleeing off into the wilds, plus you know there are some small communities upriver.

keep an ear open for this Don Pedro so we can learn more about him, seems we found our first target here

and if we can, check on Toba's village from afar, just to make sure he was not dragged into this mess

>>4043607
>Go along the bay, and upriver. Not really a difficult travel but by far the farthest away from town short of simply fleeing off into the wilds, plus you know there are some small communities upriver.

>>4043607
>>Seek out the poor quarter, although still part of town it's close and you have friends at the tavern.

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>>4044135
>>4043908
>>4043886
>>4043857
>>4043741
Having other people to rely on is nice, but without knowing the full picture you wouldn't want to endanger anyone else. It seems the safest choice is to simply get out of here as soon as possible, and as far as possible away. The equivalent of pretending to be dead, so you don't have humans out for your head.

With that in mind then and enough time to rest where you feel you can move without too much pain, you begin your travel from the sandy marshes about the town, on to the waters of the bay where you can follow the shore and head upwards the nearest river among the several that feed into the bay.

With only rags to your name, it seems safer and smarter than trying to enter town again and being noticed...

---

The fall of light rain wakes you up, though you panic at first not sure of where you are, until memories of the night prior come creeping back. Yes, having traveled upriver then under darkness, you went as far as noticing a small docking building and the fires of a camp. Too risky to venture to it at night, but come morning you can approach (maybe posing as an orc child) or at least investigate to determine if you should continue past it further upriver.

First thing first though, you're a little hungry and could do with something to eat. So after rummaging around and climbing some trees for awhile you try to find some breakfast... not much luck this close to the river though, fish are obvious but you don't have the means to catch them.

"Wagh! What the..."

You'd just about given up for now, opting to either head deeper into the forest or try begging for food at the camp. Some dark movement at the corner of your eye scares you however, but it's not some moving shape nor does it just go away. A dark shape across the ground, looks like a little... person? Pointing at a particular tree, and originating from...

"My feet... my shadow?!"

Well no wonder it resembles a little person, it's your own figure cast faintly on the ground by the sun between the clouds. Without moving yourself, it seems animated enough to indicate towards a tree which upon your observing, you can see plenty of fruit hidden among the foliage...

...that's breakfast you suppose, but you're not sure what to make of this shadow business. Hopefully it won't hinder your effort towards the camp?

>What do you do?

>>4045086
Take the breakfast

Write on the ground for the shadow

"Are you from the magic at the cellar?"

See if we can communicate by sound gestire or scribing with it.

Ask about name and what it wants if we can.

Whatever it says, let's steal some kids clothes and assume the orc child persona.
Go back to the half elf village but stay away, check how things are around it.

>>4045086
Climb up the tree and try to get the fruit.

>>4045086
trust the shadow for now.

I Mean, if we die, it goes down with us

when we get back to our safe place or one of the shrines we build we can further ask about it

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>>4045112
>>4045117
>>4045133
You're not too keen on the shadow, but accepting help from it doesn't hurt and you are hungry after all. Climbing the tree and gathering a few handfuls, you have something to munch on while you sit under foliage covering for the morning rains, and contemplate this strange new development.

"Can you talk? No..."

After eating the fruit and washing your sticky hands and face in the river, you begin trying to communicate with and understand the shadow. Both writing and simply talking seems to work, however the shadow itself seems incapable of sound. You ask about its origin from the cellar and get a thumbs up, though a response to the writing on the ground comes... proving the shadow, eerily, is capable of physically affecting the world when a little response is given in the sand. It's just very much slower than a thumbs up gesture.

"I... am... Zujenia?"

Your next effort is to try and learn about the shadow itself, what it is and what it wants. You just get affirmations from it however, that it is you and wants what you want... whether you choose to believe it or not is up to you, but it's not like you can force answers out of it.

Beyond that, well it creeps you out and having no control over it is distressing, but the thing at least seems harmless for now so you'll have to just accept it. If the worst you got for escaping from that voodoo nightmare was a shadow curse, then you can accept that. Could be a lot, a lot worse.

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Having had yourself a breakfast then, you cautiously make your way towards the camp, while your shadow creeps along behind you and looking rather odd for not matching your movements.

Close enough to the camp and you can see it's occupied by laborers, including some actual full-blooded elves. None of them look too pleased to be here, probably in part because of a few demanding work overseers.

"Right you all, be ready to leave for the river in a quarter-hour!"

"And don't forget the daily quota of gold!"

Ah right, this must be the gold-panning efforts you heard about, and saw a little of on your journey into the wilds before. Seems some humans are trying to strain what little gold they can out of the waters, with a largely enslaved workforce. Interesting seeing the elves here though, they must be immune to the old world diseases so you have to wonder how many of them there used to be if there's a fair amount here that survived... probably the gathered few survivors from many tribes who lived in the area in decades past.

In any case you can sneak and steal some clothes... no children here you notice so unfortunately it's ill-fitting adult clothes you have to try and tie-off or roll up. But it's definitely better than rags. Now just a consideration if you want to get involved with this endeavor in some way, or continue on up the river... you could go check on your half-elven friends, but since you came this way to escape notice, you'll probably want to give it several days at least before reaching out to your contacts.

>What do you do?

>>4045755
Lets test the shadow out, ask if it can go in front of us? And if it can tell her to look for documents to check who runs the show and if it is Don Pedro.

Approach them at night to talk with one of the elves, see where they are from and how are they not sick, we may find a different dolution to the imunization

Speak in elves to build some trust

>>4046257
Supporting

We can grab a knife too

If we can break those guys free we may have some nice allies down the line

>>4045752
Try to sneak in and steal some gold.

Hey all just an update that I've had a lot of busyness today, and probably tomorrow as well but if I get the chance we'll continue when able.

From here;

>>4046257
>>4046371
>>4046514

as usual.

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>>4046514
>>4046371
>>4046257
You can try to understand this shadow business more properly later on, but for now it could help to at least figure it out a little more. Starting by getting a better idea of what your shadow is capable of before you start going around the camp.

"Um... how far can you go?"

As you find out, your shadow can distort itself pretty well, and reach out about ten feet or so which is a lot given your small size. Beyond that though, it is connected to you so it's not like you can tell it to just go off on its own to accomplish things. Still, having an effective reach of about ten feet longer is pretty impressive, as well as an extra set of "eyes" and "ears".

For now though best to keep it reigned in as you go about the camp as to not draw attention.

"Go away kid!"

"Where are your parents?"

"A child has no business here, begone!"

It seems you draw enough attention already as an unaccompanied child, but mostly you're just seen as an annoyance rather than something suspicious. This suits you well for the time being because it allows you to traipse about the place poking and prodding without much risk; any times you get caught, you just get yelled at or hit, but about as much as you'd expect for a naughty child rather than a scheming adult goblin.

As you find soon enough, this endeavor here has nothing to do with any Don Pedro. The effort is run by humans, another conquistador type of man, but your impression is that this was a group of adventuring sorts who traveled inland and enslaved a bunch of elves to drag back and force to work the river. Apparently this isn't even the only operation like this on the same river, and since they have no official connection to the town or colonial effort, you wonder if you couldn't just settle upriver ahead of everyone else and with some more goblins to help you could get your own operation going and undercut everyone else.

"Heya, can we talk for a bit?"

"...what? How does an orc child know our language?"

You continue to skulk about till the humans (often violently) encourage everyone to get to work and head a ways upriver where the gold-seeking effort of this group takes place. During this time you're able to find where the gold is brought back though and can easily swipe a small bag of dust. Once the camp is mostly vacated though, you'd planned to wait till nightfall but exploring around you find some womenfolk, humans and orcs and elves who understandably remained behind. Wives or caretakers in the camp, a few of them closely minding their children.

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Easy enough to approach a couple of the elven women then and engage them with their native language, explaining yourself some and trying to learn more about them. Particularly their presence here without getting sick?

"There were many more of us before."

"Us few are those who survived the sickness."

A rather morbid reality you come to learn, the elven laborers you see here are maybe a tenth of their original number enslaved. Like the other elves you know, this lot were from a tribe farther inland before their home was raided and they were captured and brought here. Most died, these few were those lucky enough or whose fortitude was enough, to be able to survive. Makes sense you suppose, even if it's only an extreme minority, it's not like the various illnesses would kill off a full 100% of the native population. Some would be able to survive and adapt, and that's what you're looking at now. Probably the same as with those occasional full-elves you saw back in town, those few who survived human contact compared to how many of them there must have been before.

Your efforts of attempting to immunize the elves, by contrast is simply you trying to save all of them, rather than just those few capable of surviving already and not needing your help.

In any case your politeness and familiarity with the elves, their ways and their language, earns you cautious welcome among them. You're a stranger for sure, but they're willing to let you stay with them since you seem harmless enough and just some tiny little creature they've never seen before. Although the conditions here are obviously dismal, but it's a place for you in this camp if you want it.

>What do you do?

>>4052340
well, we are laying low so we can spend a few days, first, learning how many are here, second looking at their dayly routine of the caretakers, so we can see an opportunity for mass poisoning to steal the gold and free these dudes to cause some chaos
I would suggest the same poison we used before but to prepare an antidote too so we can save people we did not intend to kill.
we can use their pans and pots, flasks and whatever other utensils to improvise a lab

>>4052389
Ok, sure, it's always good to take these guys down a peg and some elves back in the jungle to raid and help would not hurt.

But let's do some other stuff first

First thing we should do is find a secluded place and build our 5th shrine in this island, in honor of the adventure god as thanks for surviving the undead house of horrors.
Check with the elves if they would like to escape, build rapport by healing the workers during the night and telling them to thank the elven gods, like we did in the ruins, its time to replace their gods.

And then we can see what we can do about a break out.

>>4052407
religion stuff seems better, yeah

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>>4052389
>>4052407
>>4052472
Over the coming few days then you can dwell among the elves in the camp, a chance for you to lay low as much as it is to learn more about this operation. In this time you can not only steal things you might need like cookware (to go along with foraging for ingredients) but also you can learn more about these people and their work. To your estimates, there are about twenty elves, ten orcs, and fifteen humans so definitely the humans are outnumbered. The problem you pretty quickly learn however, is that to your surprise and perhaps horror too, not many of the laborers want to be free of this place and basically none want to see the humans dead. On the one hand while their lives are pretty awful here, they see it as necessary protection from other humans; if they were free as they had been before and living in the wilds, more humans would just come along to raid and kill them. Whereas if they're already associated with humans, then others will generally leave them alone.

Largely it seems to you, that these people simply don't know better, of what their lives could be like otherwise. Afraid of the unknown, they seem to prefer a bad situation to something potentially worse. And while it pains you to admit, you'd like to show them a better life but you're not even sure there actually is one. Certainly the conditions here are better than the plantations, which might be their only other options.

And besides all this, no one wants the humans dead because it would just bring ire down upon everyone from the humans. They bring up how recently, a conquistador and his group ventured inland but wound up dead, only their remains found later on. Well in response to this, many humans took out blind vengeance against whatever elves or half-elves they could find, so it's feared about the same thing happening again here if all these humans dropped dead.

Yes, all in all a rather bleak prospect and a bit depressing to see how hopeless, or rather how soundly these people accept their lives. Hell, even the orcs don't seem to mind and they don't have the same persecution as the elves do. In any case though, at least you do greatly bring yourself into the favor of these people, elves and orcs and even some humans alike. The healing properties of your body bring great relief and joy to the people, and even just within a few days you are quite beloved and very much welcome and afforded hospitality among them. Though to be fair it is difficult to preach your gods to these people when the humans are always around and would take offense to such things.

But that doesn't stop you from sneaking off to make another shrine to your own gods, able to offer up the gold dust you've stolen.

>Just to be sure though, as a consensus, you want to make an offering to Vorli the adventurer god?

>>4052593
Yeah Vorli seems good.

Well, let's try and visit the half-elf village if enough time has passed. Then we can check on our rented house and see if anyone is keeping an eye on it on Pedro's orders

>>4052593
>Vorli

Well, that is disappointing

Even if we tell them there is a tribe in the woods they could join? They would still want to stay?

Maybe it's time to try and take over the island, maybe only then we will be able to enforce gobbo gods.

As a kind of magic, can we leave some charm or blessed stone with them, that if they need help they should use it to let us know, but tell them that we will ask something of them as a price. Kind of like a devil's bargain for the elves, it is good to have people infiltrated in these sort of operations

>>4052593
>>Just to be sure though, as a consensus, you want to make an offering to Vorli the adventurer god?

Fine by me.

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>>4052843
>>4052651
>>4052617
There is the tribe of full-elves you encountered in the wilds, but there's two problems in that first, just because it's other elves doesn't mean they'd be friendly or welcoming to one another, and second that these elves know what the result is when the humans come with hostile intent. They don't want to be free and go back to living in the wilds, only to be conquered and enslaved again. They had to go through those miseries once already, avoiding it again is their preference.

In any case you can sneak off into the forests to try and make an obscure little shrine to the gods. This time to Vorli, the God of exploring, adventure, discovery and learning. Some of the river gold, some food scraps, and smashing a frog on the rocks. All in thanks for surviving the voodoo horrors Don Pedro had in store for you.

>For your tribute to Vorli, you now gain a +10 bonus in any situations which would relate to him (as long as you invoke his favor beforehand).
>As well, you can make a choice because of what your prayers to Vorli were for; all intellectual learning is increased to double the rate you normally would, or once you have discovered a location you will always know how to return there, or you no longer are at risk from environmental dangers.

Once again you feel that sense of comfort and reassurance as you make your prayers to the shrine, faith in the feeling of being looked out for by something higher than yourself. After a time you feel satisfied with the respect and thanks given, and can return to your feet and set about your business once more.

>Five shrines to the Goblin Gods on the island, now.

Unfortunately, you can help the people at this river operation but not as much as you would like, such as supporting their freedom. Your time and experience here wasn't wasted, you made some friends and most importantly lied low and potentially faked your own death. But if your schemes here have run their course then it's probably time to move on.

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That's the goblin way, after all!

Always be moving, benefit from all opportunities in an area and then move on when everything has been exhausted. Of course your dream goal of creating a permanent goblin settlement, is antithetical to the nomadic goblin ways, but if goblins the rest of the world over live that way then it couldn't hurt to try imitating the humans for once in a strange new land. Your personal belief of course, that it's the future for your people if success is your desire, not the ways of the past unfortunately.

In your departure from the river camp then, you can leave the elves with a parting gift. In the goblin ways of old, there was an art to making deals with people to supernatural effects, but always in goblin favor of course. Not even magic so much, just a inherent supernatural talent your kind has had since it's creation, probably thanks to the gods. So certainly you can make a deal with the elves to offer them a stone which they can try to summon you with if they need you, at the cost of their being in your debt... a concept which is strange to them, but you'd be able to exploit them regardless.

>You want to travel to the half-elven community then? Make a 1d100 roll just for the travel. And, depending on your blessing chosen, you might not have to worry about any danger along the way!

Rolled 67 (1d100)

>>4052986
Learning at double

Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>4052986

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>4052986
>you no longer are at risk from environmental dangers.

Rolled 79 (1d100)

>>4052986
>>4053399
Support.

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>>4053314
>>4053371
>>4053399
>>4053680
>83

You'll accept the blessing of the environment no longer being a direct threat to you, thanks to Vorli's favor you don't have to worry about some predator or dangerous terrain risking your life. And with that then, you can depart from the river camp to go check on the half-elven community. It takes a full day and some of travel as you basically reach the sandy marshland towards town again and just skirt the edge of it till you find the familiar road. Fortunately you encounter no dangers along the way and even find some broken boxes aside of the road, must have fallen off a wagon but within are some bottles of booze and rope you can take with you to bundle up your few belongings.

A stroke of good luck it seems, but not enough to weather the upset of finding the half-elven community in disarray when you reach it. People there are relieved to see you back again and welcome you as best they can manage, but you soon learn that they suffered an attack. More an effort of intimidation they think by the humans, but a few folks were killed including the trader you were friends with and first brought you here, Moro. Everyone has different ideas of the reason for the attack, but you feel pretty confident that it was the result of your association with these people combined with the anger of the humans towards you.

It sinks your heart some, though you can provide plenty of help just by healing people up of their injuries, and the community is endlessly grateful to you... without seeming to realize that you could be the source of their strife. You even consider giving them one of the bags of gold you stole, so that they might be able to afford to defend themselves, but they recognize that to fight back would mean the humans hit back harder. It's a sorry situation much like the camp, you're just thankful it wasn't too bad here... but still feel some responsibility for the deaths caused.

"Please Zujenia, you have done so much good for us... stay and be welcome for as long as you wish."

They're even willing to give you a house it seems, but you question the sense of living among these people. At least your intimately close friend, Toba is still alive. He definitely looks worse for the wear however.

"What happened to you, what's wrong?"

"Ah it's... it's nothing. They've just... after our..." he scratches his head and eyes the floor embarrassed, "...night together, I wasn't able to work at the plantation so soon, so they've had me working longer to make up for it. It's nothing though, really. Nothing I can't handle, I'm just... we're just glad to see that you're safe and well."

Well whether you stay among these people is something to consider, but you could at least dwell here for a little while, some days for you to regain your health... living at the river camp was not the best conditions or food even. Some proper rest, regular meals, to find your feet again.

>What do you do?

>>4054398
shit, poor Toba, shouldering the abuse to not make us worry.
ask if he can quit his job at the plantation, or if he would like us to go there and buy his contract, we have the money for it and we need the help, tell him we were captured and tortured and that we plan to make more potions, if he learn the basics with us he can even help the village here.

we can teach him some stuff while we recover at the village, and while he recovers too we can get intimate again, gently this time


damn, that Pedro dude is soooooo dead

>>4054398
Sde if we can make a stamina potion, not healing, to give people more energy and to relieve them of fatigue.

While we are here, try to make our faith stronger in them, since they are grateful for our gifts, but tell them its very important that the faith remains hidden

>>4054416
Agreed to buying the guy's cobtract, he's gonna kill himself working there.

>>4054431
>>4054416
Support

>>4054431
Convert them, they have no gods

Little later start but will be resuming shortly, we can get in a few posts tonight still.

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>>4056011
>>4054519
>>4054431
>>4054416
With Moro gone, Toba is the closest connection you have with the half-elves, and not just because you've intimately familiar. You feel bad for them but there's not a whole lot you can do for the community apart from trying to preach your faith to them. You feel bad for him, but maybe there is something you can do there?

"You want to buy me? Like a slave?"

"No not like a slave, I just want you not to have to keep working there, it's obviously bad for you. I could use your help instead."

In truth an extra hand would be nice, but you don't actually need his help. You just feel, maybe it's a way you can do some little good for these people. Whatever you can, for these people and what they've been through because of you... damn, is that some empathy? Bad, for a goblin to get sick with that!

In any case then you can go with him next time to the plantation and attempt to buy his ownership (with a 1d100 roll for the negotiating), while in the meantime and after you can continue to dwell among the half-elven community for some time till you're more ready to venture to town again and get to the bottom of this damned human problem you're having.

For your time spent with the community here though, you have a motive to try and convert them to your faith but how do you want to go about doing that? And for how long do you want to try. Obviously the longer you spend, and depending on how you do it, will have an effect on the people.

>What do you do?

>>4056492
Teach them basic alchemy so we can make a cocaine factory that would fuck up the local human militia

>>4056629
They know basic alchemy, most of them. Everything you learned about it since coming to the New world, was from them.

But you want to become a drug pusher for the humans?

>>4056648
yeah, this is narcos now baby

>>4056648
can we make narcotics that are non-addictive to the elves but are more potent on humans tho so the addiction doesnt take hold to the natives

>>4056665
Well you could just have the elves... you know, not take the stuff you make together.

For what it's worth though, there are substances which the elves (having lived here since prehistoric times) have resistances and immunities to, which the humans do not for being newcomers. Including drug-like subtances.

>>4056674
If we havent made a shrine for a Goblin god of alchemy we should make one or one of chaos or debauchery to help us with the pushing of narcotics. Yeah lets makes some cocaine

>>4056690
You only know two generations of the divine family, none of which pertain specifically to alchemy. But it's always possible to try and re-imagine one of the existing gods in a new way which would relate to what you have in mind.

Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>4056492
While we are here continue healimg and providing assitence, all the while preaching about our gods, start with the Divine mother and Father, specially the mother since she is the one responsible for our healing ability.
Tell them to keep it a secret and make a small shrine in the woods where they can pray in secrecy.

Rolling for buying Toba

>>4056674
That is an awesome idea, would give us a lot of control over people.

Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>4056492

Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>4056492

Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>4056492

Rolled 53 (1d100)

Rolled 12 (1d100)

>>4056492

>>4056720
Can we cash in divine favor for a human specific plague?

>>4057727
Is there a god you think would be suitable for that?

And, do you want to kill off the humans? You don't like them, but it'd be kind of pointless to want to take over, only to rule over a pile of bones. Also of course, an unsavory thought but assuming you had a need to, you know you can make more goblins with humans.

Also, will be trying to continue as the usual time, later on today.

>>4057903
>you know you can make more goblins with humans.

we have the half-elves, elves and orcs for that, those fucking humans can fuck the hell off, nothing but trouble they are

>>4057939
Depending on which you choose, if you resort to that though, there's obviously different positives and negatives. Same with humans, as with any race.

>>4057950
It's probably the place we are, only the unsavory and problematic bunch of humans would want to came here to pillage, that's probably why they have been a pain in the ass, during travel and our stay here.

>>4057953
A fair observation, not like you haven't met perfectly decent humans in your time here, like those at the tavern you're friendly with. Seems to be, what the purpose of their coming to this land is, if they have war and plunder in mind. Like any race really, good and bad.

Though, even still, you don't like the humans in general. But that doesn't mean you can't live with them or use them for their benefits, just as you have been with the elves and half-elves. It's just that when it comes to the humans, it's a delicate situation you have to figure out; one of your dreams of course is to have a place for goblins to call home here and perhaps even take control of the humans and their towns... permitting them to live, but primarily goblin focused.

But it's not like the humans are going to stop coming here from the Old world and in force. Supposing you wiped out all the humans, well you could claim the island for yourself, but in a year's time would you be facing down warships you'd have no hope of defeating? Again, you may need to find some way to use the humans as it seems their permission in some way or other will be necessary if you want to establish a nation of goblins here. At least that's how it seems, who knows what sort of creative other solutions and ideas you could come up with!

>>4057966
first things first, we need to eliminate that Pedro guy before he eliminates us and whatever few allies we have

then that drug pushing sounds like a good way to have lackeys and money but we'll see
if we export that drug to the old world we would probably be allowed to keep living here to produce it since humans love their drugs

Continuing shortly.

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>>4057975
>>4057547
>>4057540
>>4057517
>>4057263
>>4057238
>>4056972
>65

You follow after Toba for the day then, on to the nearest plantation to try and meet with the owners. The estate is expansive and impressive, and the place is abuzz with workers both in the fields and elsewhere. Everything, geared towards the growing and refinement of valuable New world crops to be sent back to the home country.

"Buy him? I do not think you understand how the encomienda works, niña!"

Pretty quickly you're noticed as an outsider and can make clear that you are not an orc child. The guards make you wait while an intermediary seeks audience for you, and eventually you can be shown to a patio where a few humans are gathered. Another Don in charge as you might have expected, though this human makes you welcome as a guest.

Unfortunately your dealing with him is not what you hoped. You already knew the humans had a sort of labor system here in the New world in regards to slaves, natives, and locals, but it's not just something you can come in and make purchases from. Indeed the half-elves are not slaves, but by this system they're more like vassals under a lord, in this case the Don. You can no more buy Toba than you could buy a peasant laborer from some feudal baron... well in theory you might have been able to, but this particular Don doesn't consider his workers that way.

Instead though, it's not a complete loss, but you can buy Toba's labor. That is to say, for money (not a huge amount but it's not insignificant either) you can pay for Toba to not have to work. Essentially paying the Don the same value Toba would have created with his labor. An ongoing arrangement like this, where you can exempt Toba from days of work for money each time, would be acceptable.

"Would you allow me to consider the offer?"

"Of course! And if you need to you can merely see my purser about it."

Again, not what you had hoped, but it's not nothing either. And dealing with these humans is actually not that bad. This Don and his family, find you to be a curiosity that they've heard stories about, so they treat you well and deal with you evenly. In a sense you're like a jester or a juggler to them which you could take offense to, but it's nice to see some upper class humans treating you with a little dignity at least. Enough that they are plenty happy to have you stay on as a guest and allow around their household as much as they might a human.

Perhaps even some potential, between you and them?

>Accept the offer, as long as you have income it should be fine to maintain.
>Try to play their games, stay awhile and show some decorum like a proper lady. See if you can't chat them up, and get a better deal perhaps.
>Really ham it up, act like a cutesy silly goblin to them and lean on their curiosity, to treat you like a darling little doll.
>[Write-in.]

>>4058347
>Try to play their games, stay awhile and show some decorum like a proper lady. See if you can't chat them up, and get a better deal perhaps.

pay for Toba's wages while we are here so he can have some rest and we some company and see if we can get a better deal out of them

do not mention him by name but try to learn what we can about Don Pedro

>>4058347

>Try to play their games, stay awhile and show some decorum like a proper lady. See if you can't chat them up, and get a better deal perhaps.

Better deal sounds good, don't give them much info.

While we are here let's find some hidden place to set up a shrine too.
Maybe see if we can steal any important documenta or blackmail material at night to further our goals too

>>4058360
You don't have enough to pay for Toba's wages, unless you do so with raw gold, but is that something you want to give to them?

>>4058401
so what better deal could we afford? free?

we better leave and try to sell some of that gold before coming here for a deal then I guess

>>4058406
>>4058401
well, we can trade for potions and perfumes too I guess, they should value more then 3 days of work from the guy

>>4058406
Well that will depend on what you're able to manage with these humans. Like if you try to negotiate better, can offer an alternative, or if you try and charm or schmooze them into better terms, whatever you can think of really since the Don and his family are willing to entertain you and have an ear you can play to.

And, if you opt for this, you can make a roll for whatever idea you might care to try with them. This roll can double for your effort to poke around the place as well for anything interesting.

Or setting all this aside, you could just earn some actual coinage and then come back later to make the deal. It's just simply a case that, at this moment after your trouble with Don Pedro, you don't have actual money. Just the couple bags of gold dust and the buried treasure.

Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>4058422
trade by alchemy services for now or better deal for later and poke around at night for information, documents and secrets

>>4058436
we could do hallucinogens, healing or fatigue potions, whatever we can do around here

Rolled 79 (1d100)

>>4058422
Besides the stealing, I still want that shrine if possible.

>>4058347
>>Try to play their games, stay awhile and show some decorum like a proper lady. See if you can't chat them up, and get a better deal perhaps.

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>>4058452
>>4058475
>>4058436
>79

To an extent the humans see you as like a cute little pet they'd love to take care of, but consider you enough of an oddity you already know, to afford you an audience. From that standpoint then, you can spend awhile longer here as their guest and speak with the master of the estate himself, Don Marcos. You know how the humans like their decorum so you play up to that, and try to present yourself as a proper lady and legitimate businessperson as best you can.

"Alchemy you say? I am sure you must find value there, professionals are in short supply in these lands!"

Over the midday siesta you can attempt to chat with the human and occasional relatives that come and go to see the goblin, as well as build some rapport. Marcos seems impressed by the little lady with her head on her shoulders, and you even sense some admiration in him for you, probably since he's only used to human women and how limited their society usually permits females to be. Specifically, hearing of your skills, he would be open to covering the deal for Toba with a trade in perfumes. That is, when his female relatives hear of it and are most delighted to the idea.

"Pedro? Bah! If you were of my household, I'd have his ear and an apology for you!"

"Ah, yes sir! I mean, sí señor!"

What more, you can entertain Marcos some with your stories and experiences. A jolly older fellow, he greatly enjoys even summarized stories of some of your adventures, and doesn't seem to pay Don Pedro much mind. As each plantation of the region here are basically different noble families, they aren't exactly all friendly and for you to be bothered by one, Marcos takes some offense. You sense some possibility there if you pressed it enough, to perhaps earn protection even, as the different families might be at odds but usually do their best to avoid damaging business interests...

"...and that's the reason for my clothes you see. Some... trouble several days passed."

"Nonsense, a lady deserves better than that! Here, have my sister give you a tour of the home. Her daughter has outgrown her younger clothes, I wager they could fit you well!"

It feels strange to be waited on by servants... but you kind of like it. Not that it goes on for very long, as Marcos calls for a servant to fetch his sister, for her to show you about the place and get you some nice replacement clothes.

Your chance if you like, or if you had in mind, to sneak about and steal anything of value. And even, construct a little goblin shrine! Ah, but to which god?

>What do you do?

>>4058568
Let's not steal anything. We need good rapport with these noble family so we can get our hubby out of his servitude. Gobbo lady should instead investigate the place, maybe we can unveil some secrets in this household. Make a shrine for Gobbo God of darkness for stealth

>>4058568
Maybe not stealing, but definitely look for secrets or documents we can exploit or that can give us opportunity for disrupting trade, stealing a big haul or some other stuff.

>>4058785
Yeah, agreed. Don't know if we know a gobling of stealth but we could make an offering to get to know the 3rd generation of goblin gods

>>4058568
For the moment, I say we look around, learn the place, and try to socialize more as we learn the lay of the land and more about possible open regions we could use to set up a small base of operations to expand into a settlement. I want a non-typical (meaning civilized) goblin citystate, damnit.

>>4058921
>>4058785
support

>>4058568
Instead of stealing, we should learn more about this household. See what their relationships are with one another, what one thinks of who,that kind of thing.

>>4058785
Yeah, don't take anything but spy on documents and stuff for things we can exploit

We can get the girls of the house some drinks and make a girls night and try to make them tell everything they know, maybe even tell a sad tale about us and Toba so they can intercede with their father to let him go, human girls love that romantic stuff.

Supporting the secret shrine too.

>>4059188
I like this too, maybe they have maps we xan have a look at and discover some promissing spots to set up a place of our own on the island

>>4059498
>>4059420
>>4059250
>>4059188
>>4058921
>>4058785
Maybe not steal anything then, which you wouldn't really need to roll for in that case. But if you're just snooping about, seeing what you can sneakily read and learn, then go ahead and make a roll, just to see what the quality of any information you may find is. Might be nothing, just personal letters between people, or maybe it could be something juicy and valuable! Who knows what a noble plantation owner could have laying around?

Also, for making the shrine then, I assume then you'll just want the gods themselves again, to fully learn the remainder of the goblin pantheon?

Rolled 20 (1d100)

>>4059629

Rolled 96 (1d100)

>>4059629
knowledge of the gods, yes

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>4059629

Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>4059629

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>>4059805
>>4059720
>>4059676
>96

A tour around the estate, couldn't be so bad. A good motivation, to imagine what you yourself could one day have, and drive yourself towards... yes, you could imagine yourself a retired old goblin noble-lady of a plantation with servants waiting on you.

"You don't speak Iberan?"

"Not much, no. You can tell my common is good though."

It's quite impressive as you're shown about the place, hate the humans as much as you might, you can't deny they've got style and know how to decorate and build impressively. Just another reason you want to gain control over them, but maybe not get rid of them entirely. You'd rather a home like this, than even the nicest vardo in the world.

It also serves as a chance to spy on these humans, and anything of interest you could pry into. You're shown a study and personal rooms, now if only you had an excuse to get away, unmonitored.

"Tía, can she play?"

"I want to braid her hair!"

"No! Leave her be, she's a guest-"

"-no! It's... it's quite alright, I could spend some time with the children..."

Using the excuse to spend some time with these kids then, you make an effort to entertain them till you get the chance to slip away, and all it cost you was having your hair done... kind of nice actually, for a child's work! After that you can snoop around, using your skills as a rogue to avoid detection. You still have to be careful about getting caught, but you're already a sneaky goblin as well as having a good excuse of claiming you got lost.

"San Cristóbal... where do I know that?"

Keeping an eye out for any documents and letters you can, you rifle through whatever you find and pocket a few you don't think will be missed. The most interesting bit of info you can find pertains to just how incredibly lucrative the plantation exchange here is, essentially comprising the entire economy of the island and indeed the whole region. By the look of things, virtually everything produced is shipped back to Iberas on royally chartered ships, in spite of how much value there could be if the trade were free. You're no smuggler, but you know that Maracan (the town here) is the most prominent port of the region and how many ships come and go... the opportunity for absurd wealth is there, if one could smuggle goods produced here to independent ships.

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So much opportunity in fact, that it seems there's a presence of Dalmace corsairs in the waters of the region. Dalmace being another human country opposed to Iberas back in the Old world, it seems there's an interest in upsetting Iberan efforts here; you come to learn that Maracan had once only been a small settlement while the island's capital was to the south, but after being sacked by these corsairs some years ago it never recovered and Maracan became the de facto capital. Because the corsairs are still active in the region and pose a real threat even here, there's a prominent Iberan warship that patrols the waters, the San Cristóbal... perhaps another target of your ambitions, you fancy the idea of yourself a ship captain. Notably, it is the only significant military presence in the region, so if it were somehow taken out of the picture then help for the colonies here could not be expected for at least six months to a year. Enough time perhaps for you to launch some sort of hostile scheme, or takeover?

Well in any case you're able to learn more about the area and the people, both economically as well as politically (like finding out about the colonial governor in charge of the island), and geographically in the form of various maps. More detailed than the ones you've seen before pinned up in public places and such. A valuable look at the land you're in, for the benefit of imagining where you could create a goblin nation if you didn't want to just take over from the humans, but actually found something yourself independently.

You may even have found some dirt on some folks, but for that you can leave till later when you have the time and the chance to properly read through some of the letters you stashed away, ones that were clearly discarded or just rough drafts. For now, having snooped and spied what you can, you remaining desire is to find a spot to construct another goblin shrine! Already having had a tour of the estate so far, you think you know just the place; up in an attic where you're able to find a crawlspace. It should be well hidden here...

>Cont. with offering to the gods.

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>>4060266
You have to be quick of course, you don't have very much more time before you're noticed missing. But working quick with the dagger you stole back at the river camp, you break apart a chair in the attic and gather some other small furniture to draw down the crawl space after you and make a little goblin shrine, as well as offering one of the small bags of gold and pricking your finger for a little blood.

And so for this tribute, you improve your relation with the gods and gain some more understanding; for goblinkind, their gods take the form of a divine family. Each generation represents a stage of development in goblin society/civilization. Supposedly there are three generations roughly equivalent to past, present and future. First being the primitive divine grandparents, second being the civilized divine mother and father and aunt and uncle, and third being the adapted divine children.

>3nd Generation - Representing adaption for goblinkind, after stability from civilization
>Brev Nar, Divine Son - an externally focused god of war (and weapons), discipline, and group cohesion & strategy
>Mordo Sile, Divine Son - an internally focused god of (academic) learning, invention, and development & history
>Misha Vell, Divine Daughter - an internally focused goddess of culture, beauty, and arts & crafts
>Orli Mess, Divine Daughter - an internally focused goddess of healing, stewardship, and plants & animals
>Retdo Ullet, Divine Cousin - an externally focused god of stealth, subterfuge, and hiding & deceit
>*variable name*, Divine Cousin - an externally focused deity of friendship, cooperation, and race relations & foreign benefits. As the child of the goddess Briga, their appearance depends on the race of the father

For your increased devotion to the gods, you gain the chance to pray for certain outcomes. You can continue to give tribute to the gods in general which will improve the results of your faith, or you can give tribute to specific gods for increased favor. As long as you have some successful effort to show, and offerings to give for a shrine made, then you can make a tribute.

>Six shrines to the Goblin Gods on the island, now.

Once again you feel that sense of comfort and reassurance as you make your prayers to the shrine, faith in the feeling of being looked out for by something higher than yourself. After a time you feel satisfied with the respect and thanks given, and can leave the crawl space and get back to the humans before you're noticed missing!

>Anything else you're interested in doing while you're here among the humans?

>>4060360
>Retdo Ullet
Nice

Try this>>4059498 to try and have our dude off the hook from farm work.
Otherwise let's head back and start our plans against Pedro

>>4060360
Supporting>>4060412
We should try to find more about our new shadow too. I still don't feel totally safe with it, but we should start to think on how we could make a use out of it.

>>4060360
Aside from arranging a trade for the perfumes and whatever else I think we are good.

We should go into town at night to scout out Don Pedro's place.

>>4060360
>>Retdo Ullet, Divine Cousin - an externally focused god of stealth, subterfuge, and hiding & deceit

>>4060462
Well like any possession, demonic or supernatural, you can always pray to the gods and try to cleanse yourself of... whatever your shadow is.

>>4060476
Well you can make more offerings to the gods if you wish, but probably best not to at this time since you're already sneaking around.

>>4060463
>>4060412
You return among the humans then without any trouble, and continue to bide your time among them till you feel satisfied with your visit here. You'd be fine to just leave and indeed had planned to, but you're confronted before you have the chance to depart.

"Here you are my dear, some clothes my daughter has outgrown... I'm sure something here can fit you? If there's any you like, you can take with you."

"Nonsense, she can try them on herself to see, before dinner! You will be joining us, yes?"

Don Marcos and his sister surprise you by making good on the original offer, some new clothes for you. It also seems tied to an offer of you staying for dinner though... you're not opposed to food, especially noble food, but you did have things to do. You suppose you could stay and entertain them, maybe try to get a better deal in regards to Toba, but just the same if you really wanted to you could probably also decline politely and still get out of here for the better.

>What do you do?

>>4060592
We can use the same strategy at the dinner I think and get a better deal, the human girls will surely support us

>>4060592
Stay for dinner, see if they know of any.....antique collector where we can sell the gold stuff we got, don't mention the gold stuff obviously.

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>>4060628
>>4060649
It couldn't hurt to stick around for dinner, before which you try on some of the clothes. Again, as a grown adult your developed proportions don't suit children's clothes well but it's certainly better than stolen laborer clothes merely tied and rolled up in an attempt to fit. With some effort you look like a proper little goblin lady in clothes fit for a human noble child, and it's a step closer to what you had to wear before Pedro flip turned your life upside down.

"Mmm, mmmMM! So good! And you eat this every night?!"

"Not every night, but I would like to say our cooks know what they are doing. I am sure goblin cuisine is more intriguing however, to go with the... nomadic lifestyle? That is how your people live in the old country, yes?"

You get along to dinner with the humans, and even if they have to boost you up in your seat like a little child, you don't feel like you're being disrespected and are afforded an equal seat at the table as the rest of them except for the Don of course. Their family priest says grace and they're all prim and proper about the decorum which you attempt to observe, but you can't help stuffing your face once the eating starts. Not only is the best food you've had since coming to the New world but this may in fact be the best food you've ever had in your entire life, considering you've never sat at noble tables before.

Fortunately your ravenous appetite seems like cute entertainment to the humans so you needn't worry much. Eventually giving yourself a break to let settle the food you've already stuffed your face with, to make room for more, you can also entertain them with some of your stories that you know they're partial to. Most of the humans here, their lives have been in and around the plantation, so stories about braving the wilds and encountering supernatural evils are beyond their wildest imaginings.

"...at least that's what I was trying for. To help my beloved you see."

"Awww!"

"So sad!"

"Please Papa, is there nothing you can do?"

"Weeell... I suppose..."

You know it's funny, in another life you probably could have weaseled your way into these people's hearts and come to be a part of their household, and live well and happily ever after. The extent to which you've got them eating out of your hand, you could probably scam them into believing anything! Just an odd reminder of the spectrum of your experience with the humans, some would kick you and enslave you and leave you to be eaten by a zombie, while others would have you as their dinner guest and giving you gifts.

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The main benefit of which, is that after your sob story and enough female sympathy, Don Marcos seems more open to your plea. Supposing you can fulfill your promise of some perfumes then, Toba can consider himself free of work obligations indefinitely. You try not to smile and cheer victoriously, but it does lift your spirits for your successes after recent failures.

"Native artifacts? I would not know anything about that... but I will tell you what, I may know a man who could help you. Or rather, you would be helping him."

"Ah, thank you sir!"

Even on the treasure front you gain some ground. It seems Marcos is familiar with a failed conquistador who's been trying to return to Iberas but can't or won't leave here empty handed. He has more than enough money, he just needs actual artifacts to show that his efforts in the New world were not a waste. Of course you don't like conquistadors but if the man is desperate enough... and certainly it sounds more appealing than trying to bargain with some trader.

>Anything else then? Or enjoy the rest of dinner and be on your way?

>>4060840
Enjoy dinner, sleep here for the night and be on our way the next day, tell them we will visot again, with the perfumes and to just drop by for a friendly chat.

>>4061255
>>4060840
Oh, and see if we can find some normal kids clothes before leaving, they'd get less attention and can work as a disguise.

I want to try and blend in into town to observe our house and to scout Pedro's place

>>4060840
AAAHH a skelly! Pedro's back!

enjoy the rest of dinner and then this seems good >>4061257

we can also grab a small piece of our treasure and seek this conquistador guy that wants to buy stuff, see how much we can get for it and say that we may be able to get more if he has the money

>>4060840
Sleep the night here
Go out in the morning

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>>4062307
>>4061324
>>4061257
>>4061255
So taken by their charity, you accept the chance to spend the night here. After dinner you enjoy some time more with the family and get to observe humans in a natural habitat, before getting shown your way to bed... yes, bed! An actual bed, once again you relish the chance to sleep in comfort!

Being left alone to your own little guest room... well little for humans, you enjoy yourself just by looking around the place and out the window, imagining it as the master bedroom of your own estate.

"Mmm, yeees... this is good..."

Peeking out from the covers of your comparatively huge bed, you can't help smiling at your coziness and soon drift off to sleep.

---

And a good sleep it is, it's been many rough days recently so your body thanks you for a good and proper rest.

Awoken by a morning rainstorm outside, to your delight you rise and shine to a helpful servant bringing you something light to eat and offering the chance to wash. A proper bed, a proper bath, all this hospitality you just gobble up and ironically enough is probably hardly a thought in the minds of the humans for the kind of wealth and power they have.

>+5 to all rolls for the day!

In any case, you leave feeling better than you have in a long time. You could stay for a late breakfast but it would mean attending church service with the family so you'll pass on that, simply thanking them for their time and understanding for your situation, and of course their generosity. You can even return some of the fancier child clothes for more practical ones, the Don's sister understands.

And for sure you'll return soon enough, both with the promised perfumes and simply to visit when you care to. Beyond that though, it was a bit of a risk going out on a limb with these humans but you feel quite satisfied in your dealings with them. Yes indeed, not all humans are a rotten lot, and you should like friends as these ones if you manage to take control!

So then, leaving the plantation behind and heading on the road towards town in the light rain, you consider what to do for getting back into the saddle of things after Pedro ousted you. You could make good on your promise to Marcos or leave that for later, there's also the matter of the treasure and exchanging it, and how could you forget Pedro and your need to tie that loose end? Or if you had something else in mind of course.

>What do you do?

>>4062768
I think we should make the permufes first. Marcos is possibly our most powerfull ally so far, but it won't be official until we do our part. And the sooner we do it, the sooner Toba would be free. Also, he gives us protection from Pedro, wich gives us more time to get rid of him.
Speaking of Pedro, i think we should make it look like a accident. Make it seems like he choked on his food or something, so the elfs aren't blamed again (and neither are us)

>>4062834
Support you anon

Specially on the pedro thing, after we have the perfumes done we should stalk him and see what opportunities for an "accident" we may have

>>4062834
>>4062917
Very well then, make a roll just to see how well you can make the perfumes, the quality of them. You can pretty easily return to the half-elven community and whip up some things after a couple days of foraging (flowers and such) and mixing.

Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>4062920

Rolled 50 (1d100)

>>4062920

Rolled 28 (1d100)

>>4062920

Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>4062920

Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>4062920

Apologies for the delay there, my computer has been having some problems and tried to troubleshoot it.

Following post after this.

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>>4062955
>>4063139
>>4063179
>>4063181
>>4063272
>85

Marcos and his family present an interesting situation, just about the best contact you've made in the New world... certainly the most powerful. Don Pedro has it out for you, but he wouldn't dare to cross another noble family, right? Giving you a shield you need in order to counterattack!

So you resolve to make good on your bargain, and return to the half-elven community. Over the next couple days, you forage through the jungle and around the coast for things you could make good perfumes out of, and even some of the half-elves help you. After that it's just brewing them right, such as boiling them or crushing them up, mixed with water and what have you in the right amounts to make perfume. This knowledge isn't even reserved for alchemy really, most goblin ladies know similar tricks like with makeup (not unlike the humans) to increase appeal or quality of life.

All that's left is to use the remaining money you have to buy the fanciest bottles you can from town, and then return to the plantation with the gift... and hope.

---

A couple hours later, and having stuffed your face over lunch at the estate, and you make your departure from the plantation once again... with Toba in tow.

"What do you mean I don't have to work anymore?"

"It's not a prank, I made a deal with your boss so that you that you're free from working."

The half-elf still seems in disbelief about whether this is all real, and hesitates to actually exit through the front gates, perhaps fearful of some punishment for walking off on the job. Stifling a laugh, you double back to pull and push at his legs till... well you're not strong enough to move him, but he accepts your moving him so that he's outside. And, unsure of what to do now, exactly.

"...what sort of a deal? Did it cost a lot? Did they do anything... bad to you? Please, not for my sake Zuzu... what can I do to repay you?"

"Just... do what you always do! Only, you don't have to kill yourself working anymore, help me instead."

Well then, if all is as you understand it, Toba is free of his labor obligations. Free to actually move around now, about the island rather than mostly confined to his community or the plantation. It's a gift so far beyond his understanding, that he seems almost helpless without you now. Having spent his entire life under this semi-feudal system, he's never had the chance to think or act freely so his mind or rather his imagination is a bit limited in what is actually possible for him now thanks to you.

>You gain Toba as a viable follower now.

Of course it brings some comfort to your heart to be able to do good like this, but there's also the resultant benefit now that you have an able bodied half-elf to do your bidding! He's not literally your slave, but his perception of the value of the gift you've bestowed upon him, he'd probably die for you!

>What do you do now?

>>4063347

Good stuff- let's keep making those connections, and building up a proper market empire so we can make an actual physical empire. Onwards to the conquistador to sell, sell, sell! Of course, the trick is to make him want to CONTINUE to buy from us, let's remember. And maybe we can seek further connections from there.

I could use a reminder, QM, what IS our currently network of people we know? A list could be useful.

>>4063347
Ok, now would be a good time to stalk and learn more about Pedro, Toba can help us out too, keeping and eye while we are resting. We find a good spot to hide and then learn what we can from Pedro and the daily life at his estate.

But before that, destroy Toba's pelvis as a celebration to his new situation, that drunk night was nice but we can do better sober.

>>4063347
Try to find the conquistador and sell our loot to him.

>>4063707
>>4063602
>>4063589

Sell some of the treasure, but not all, we don't know if we can trust him and put half-elf meat back on the menu before going there

>>4063829
>>4063602
You want to maintain... relations, with Toba then?

You sure can, but you're bound to end up with more little goblins scampering about. At some point you may want to consider if that's a path you want to go down, and if so, what sort of father(s) you want.

>>4064174
Sure, now that he's free he can watch over them too. And longer living gobs should be good. If the others may not want the extra goblibs around we can probably use a potion to prevent that but I don't see why not let nature run it's course, divine mother will probably be please with some little ones.

>>4064174
Not now. Later when we have a more secure base of operations.

>>4064230
Well like with any race, there's positives and negatives. Like children by Toba may be longer lived (though a full-elf would mean even longer lived) but they also longer to mature.

It may not matter to you that much, but it's just worth considering since that's one theoretical strategy you could rely on, having more goblins to help your plans. And depending on the father, obviously the goblins would come out very differently.

>>4064263
That's fair, though depending on how carried away you get might determine where you choose a base of operations. If you dearly fall in love with Toba and get married and have a happy family, then living in town for example in your dream house is possible. If instead though you try to amass a small army of goblins around yourself, that's probably something you'd need to do away from the notice of others. Like you can't imagine the humans would feel comfortable, if they notice goblins start outnumbering them within their own settlements.

>>4064174
Let's have relations with Toba, we freed him and now we can enjoy it a little, but use some form of alchemy for contrsception for now, we need to kill Pedro before having kids as they will not be safe before he is out of the picture

>>4064274
>>4064306

I just don't think the risk and the time/investment we'll need to care for them is worth it right now when we're just getting on our feet.

>>4064317
I agree now is not the time, I just don't want Zuzu to go celibate, she should enjoy her now free bed warmer, no need to worry about not being too tired for work the next day and some good relaxation.
We probably know of some potion or tea to keep babies away for now, we can have those later to flood the streets with little green things.

>>4064345
Celibate? I wouldn't worry about that. It's just called having priorities.

>>4064345
>>4064306
>>4064317
Well the idea could be, they help you get on your feet. Goblins always do better in numbers.

But, only if you actually go down that path. As you said, not taking it seriously would probably just be a liability. Unless you plan on some growing goblin operation and overwhelming enemies with a green swarm, then anything less probably isn't worth the trouble at this time.

In any case, just a heads up but I've got a pretty busy day today, so we may not play or if we do it will be later than normal. However, if there's enough players still around and you're all still enjoying yourselves and interested for more, we could consider continuing this quest to another thread. If so, I might be able to make the third thread within the next couple days or so, depending.

In the meantime, you can plan and figure out what your priorities are both short and long term, and determine the next steps to take towards them. Most immediately seems to be exchanging the treasure, and finding out about Pedro with the aim of eliminating him. Besides and beyond that though, is open for you to consider. Not to mention what you already know of the island and available opportunities.

>>4064360
Good point, probably just want to figure out who have what priorities since it may differ between players. Like some people seemed interested in like a goblin city state first and foremost, well technically something like that could be possible, if you just ventured off into the wilds away from the humans and founded your own settlement and increased numbers.

But on the other hand, priorities like gathering power and wealth more conventionally, and your dreams of hostile takeover, rely on proximity to the humans, so the two priorities aren't very compatible.

>>4064369
Right.

I want a Goblin City-State, but I want to be able to build up resources to support said city-state first. Need finances, food sources, and housing to do that. I don't want a stock dime-a-dozen horde of goblins. We might have to start things out illegally a bit, but it's essentially the wild west out here, and doesn't have to stay that way. We can and should grow beyond stereotypes.

>>4064369
I want to amass wealth and influence. Becaming a rich merchant of sorts. Also, since we are in friendly terms with most of the elfs we met so far, we should continue to look for a way to cure them permanently, even if only for our benefit. And once we have enough power, put a end to their slavery.

Resuming shortly, just a heads up.

>>4065036
...City-state founded on mercantile pursuits? Trade hub, perhaps? I think we could work together on this- our goals aren't mutually exclusive.