Nym (Ranger9000)

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The reaction was immediate. As soon as she gave the order, the two goblins stopped running, ceased their screaming and started to cower on the ground before Nym, obviously fearful of what would happen to them should they displease her. It looked like a show of force would be enough to keep those two under her heel. The bigger goblin, on the other hand, would take some prodding to wake up. The hit he took was a rather strong one and he was likely to have a bit of a concussion. It would take a few forceful pokes to rouse him back to consciousness. "Whudda..." He groaned as he rolled onto his back, opening his eyes. "Why's you poking me with my spear..." He whined, sounding like he wasn't all there. Still, he seemed to be recovering. Perhaps enough to answer some questions. Though he'd likely need some care before he was in good enough shape to do much beyond that.

 

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"Because its my spear until I decide to give it back to you," Nym said, having apparently forgot about her torn clothes as she towered over the shorter goblins, "Now, you said something earlier about being able to track the goat. How do you guys find it?" She wondered how long it took goblins to recover from blows to the head, after all it wasn't like she really had anything on hand to help with that problem.

 

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"But... My spear..." The goblin whined, still looking out of it. "And goat... Why's would we even look for goat?" The greenskin seemed to have trouble remaining coherent. "Nice goat, doesn't hurt gobs. Nice goat." He slurred. "Smelly, too. Gobs can smell goat. Smell his place." Well, that seemed to be the answer. Looks like those big, hook-like noses were useful for something after all. Meanwhile, the lesser goblins seemed to stop shaking with fear so much now that Nym showed no inclinations towards continuing the beating. In fact, they were stealing occasional glances at her once again, though there was a fair bit of awe and deference in their postures. Seems like she managed to establish herself as the boss, at least for now.

 

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"Because if we find the goat and drive it off or get it to stop stealing, then the pointy ears and you guys can stop nipping at eachother," Nym said still holding onto the spear, and taking a bit of pleasure in how the other goblins were looking at her like she was the boss now, "And if you want the spear back then you'll help me find the goat, maybe we can just have a chat with it and sort all this out."

Probably not, but Nym liked to be optimistic.

 

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"Uhh... I think... I's would rather sleep..." The goblin tried to wrap his mind around the idea, but it seemed that in his current state he wasn't going to be of much use. Looking concerned over the possibility of displeasing Nym, the lesser greenskin approached him. One of them pulled out some vile-looking paste out of his pouch - and the woman would likely find the damn thing smelled even worse than it looked! Still, he fed the patrol leader some of that stuff without issues, so likely they found it much less repulsive. At the very least, it was pretty effective - after just a few moments, he seemed to be mostly recovered as he sat up, shaking his head to clear it.

"Ugh... You don't look it, but... You's strong." He admitted, looking bemused. "And I guess you's not as stupid as pointy-ears." He stood up, looking at Nym. "Alright, I's gonna help you find goat, you's gonna give spear back." The greenskin stated. "And you's gonna take goat to pointy-ears, prove gobs innocent. Then make pointy-ears stop bothering gobs." While he was quick to get back to being demanding, there was no mistaking the wariness that was in his eyes as he regarded the woman now. "You's might wanna cover up first, though. You's showing tits." He pointed out, before hastily amending. "Not that's bad, of course."

 

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"Good! Now we should get on that as soon as possible," Nym said, before finally seemed to realize her own nudity, and tried to keep her attitude even as she blushed a bit and looked down at her bare chest. Straightening her looks she'd ask, "Any chance any of you guys have a strip of cloth I can use? I don't have any spare on me."

Whether the goblins ended up having any cloth on them or not, Nym would begin heading her way back to the elves village. Or to where the goblins thought it was if it wasn't there.

 

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The goblins glanced around at each other. While they seemed loath to lose sight of Nym's chest, they were not in a rush to get beaten again. Particularly the leader, who still needed a moment of rest to get back on his feet. While both he and she recovered from the blows they've taken, the smaller goblins managed to produce a small roll of bandages from their pouches. It seemed that some minor medical supplies were all they've had. Still, it was enough to cover up her chest, at least. Maybe she could get a change of clothes, or at least some repairs, from one of the elves after the whole debacle was over. Or maybe the goblins would be able to produce something, in case she ever got to visit their camp? Either way, at least she had something to wrap around her chest for now.

With the group having recovered, they've finally set out. The goblins led the way, using forest trails to reach the village perimeter rather than the road. As they began to get close, the greenskins led Nym around the village, approaching from the side where the farms were located. The lesser goblins were now in front, sniffing around like a pair of hounds while the speargoblin kept them in line, focused on keeping them working diligently and occasionally glancing back at the adventurer, as if to confirm if she wasn't displeased with their efforts. After some walking around, the pair finally managed to find something - a scent too weak for her to pick up on, but the goblins assured her that they were getting close.

And indeed, after a few minutes of following the goblins Nym found herself standing in a small clearing. The bigger goblin joined his fellows as they've approached a large rock in the middle. Working together, they've managed to roll it aside and started digging through the soil, quickly uncovering a small trapdoor. The two smaller greenskin quickly retreated while the bigger one opened it, revealing a small underground storage room containing several packages. Bringing two out, he unwrapped it and presented it's contents to Nym - goat meat and bread. "Food from village!" He exclaimed, raising their findings up into the air. "This is where goat hides it after he steals it!" He seemed pleased with himself.

 

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Nym felt a bit bad about taking the bandages from the goblins to cover herself, but it was better then nothing, and she could give them back later. She'd follow along with the goblins, watching their progress as they eventually picked up on a scent and began moving with more purpose.

Eventually they came across a clearing and after the goblins did some digging, they pulled up a trapdoor. It seemed the goblins hadn't been kidding after all that there was an outside thief. To bad they hadn't actually found the thief when he was there though, it would have made things alot simpler.

"Good work you three," She'd spin the spear around in her hand and hand the blunt end to the larger goblin, "You earned this back. Now I just need to wait for the goat to come back and see if we can't sort this mess out. Any chance you know how strong it is?"

Nym contemplated just bringing the food back, but then the goat would probably change spots or go to ground for a bit, and if she left the goblins to guard it here and brought the elves to the spot then they might just blame the goblins still. So she figured dealing with the goat first, either through words or with her axe, would probably be the best way to go about it.

 

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The goblin gratefully accepted his spear, pausing to consider Nym's question. "Goat stronger than most gob, but not too strong. Warrior gob would easily bring goat down." He stated with confidence before his ears dropped a bit. "I, um, am not proper warrior yet though..." He mumbled before perking up. "But you's strong! Not as strong as warrior, but strong enough to fight goat! With us, you's gonna win for sure!" The greenskin cheered. Meanwhile, the other two goblins quickly worked on putting the food back and returning the underground storage room back to the state they found it in, rock and all. "Can't spook goat." The speargoblin would reply when asked about why they were doing that. "He's gonna run if we do." Was the explanation.

Soon enough, Nym found herself hiding in the bushes along with the three goblins, waiting for the thief to come. They've been like this for several hours, the smaller goblins staying put only thanks to their leader keeping them on a leash. And as it started to get dark, the four of them finally noticed movement. A dark figure crept through the treeline, carrying some kind of bundle. After a few moments, it emerged in the clearing, and in the last rays of sunlight Nym saw what it was - a not very high goatman, a satyr from what she could recall, clad in a loincloth and a belt, various strange items and pouches hanging off of it. He was carrying what was undoubtedly another batch of ill-gotten food. He walked up to the rock and looked around suspiciously. The lesser goblins were beginning to fidget heavily now. Undoubtedly, they were growing either scared or excited.

 

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Nym was getting sick of waiting, hiding in the bushes with the goblins was not exactly how she planned to spend her afternoon and evening, but eventually she just gave up and let herself be bored. Atleast till the goat actually arrived, and indeed, it was a goat, or more specifically a Satyr.

Personally, she had expected something like this when she put thief and goat together. Either that or some strange hyper-intelligent four legged goat. Either way, judging by how it was acting, if she suddenly started speaking out of the bushes odds are it would run away, or if she jumped out and attacked it it probably would do the same, and if she waited to long it might do it too.

Well, she was bored, and she figured that she could talk to it after she had made sure it wasn't going to run away. So she'd silently signal to the spear goblin to attack, and if he didn't try to object in some way, she'd move out of the bushes. Aiming to launch a surprise attack on the Satyr, and if she was lucky, stun the thing with a blow with the haft of her axe so it couldn't run.

 

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The attack went... Not quite as planned. The two lesser goblins launched themselves forward immediately, screaming as they ran towards the goatman. Alarmed but not yet scared, the satyr simply drew some small ball and tossed it at them. It landed right in front of the two, exploding into a cloud of smoke that quickly put them to sleep. Cursing, the speargoblin followed, circling around to avoid the smoke and take the satyr from the side. Of course, since he was moving out in the open, he was immediately spotted, but the satyr didn't seem concerned. Rather, he broke out into what Nym supposed was laughter, a rather weird sound considering how his animalistic mouth made it sound very... Goat-ish.

Rolls:
Nym: 11 vs 6 (crit)
Speargob: 12(-1) vs 8 (hit)

Satyr: 7 vs 8 (miss)
Trick: 5 vs 8(-1) (fail)

Still, this gave Nym an opportunity to advance and launch her own attack. And what an attack it was. The blow caught the goat-man off guard, slamming into the side of his head and leaving him dazed. The goblin joined in, mimicking Nym as he clobbered the goatman in the knees with the blunt end of his weapon. Snapped out of his daze by the pain, the satyr tried to hit back while tossing a bag of something at the greenskin, but his throw went wide and his punch was too slow to connect - Nym easily dodged that one. The battle barely began, and she was already close to winning... But the satyr's bag of tricks was not empty yet.

Status:
Nym: 5/5 FP, 0/10 AP, 1/1 CP
Goblin: 3/3 FP

Satyr: 2/5 FP

 

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The laugh the goatman made sent a small tremor through her, at just at how strange it sounded. Still that didn't stop her from getting in a rather nasty blow against the goatman, and the spear goblin took a swing at the satyr's knees.

Nym would slightly wonder what was in that bag the Satyr tossed, but she wasn't able to consider it for too long as she had to dodge a punch. Moving with the dodge she'd try to blunt hit the Satyr in the chest, and she hoped the spear goblin would take another successful swing at him and they could end this quick.

 

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Rolls:
Nym: 7 vs 10 (miss)
Goblin: 7(-1) vs 6 (hit)

Satyr: 9 vs 6 (hit)
Trick: 9 vs 9(-1) (aphrodisiac)

Despite his beaten-up state, the satyr was fighting back tooth and nail. He easily dodged out of the way of Nym's strike, though ended up stumbling into the speargoblin, who jabbed the butt of his spear into the beastfolk's kidney. That drew an enraged cry out of the goat-man. Grabbing a handful of some kind of powder from his pouch, he slammed all of it into the greenskin's face. Immediately the goblin dropped his spear, looking a little dazed. There was also a bulge rising in his pants. The first annoyance out of the way, the satyr whirled around to face Nym before lashing out with a fast punch, managing to nail her quite accurately this time. He was barely standing right now, but a cornered animal fought the hardest.

Status:
Nym: 4/5 FP, 0/10 AP, 1/1 CP
Goblin: 3/3 FP, Dazed and Horny

Satyr: 1/5 FP

 

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"Oof," That punch the Satyr threw hurt a bit, but Nym wasn't going to be daunted, the Satyr looked like he was on his last legs, though the spear goblin wasn't looking to hot either, or well, didn't look like he would be to much more of a help. Still! She struck forward, hoping to make the final blow.

 

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Rolls:
Nym: 5 vs 4 (hit)

The satyr was caught off-guard by her advance - clearly, he expected his punch to be more effective. This allowed Nym to strike true - the blunt side of her axe found the side of the goat-man cranium and hit it like a sack of bricks. He just fell down, completely unconscious. An easy victory with minimal losses. Granted, her gut smarted a little where she got hit, the speargoblin was still a bit confused and had a large erection now and the two smaller ones were unconscious too - though they seemed to be stirring now. Perhaps waking them up wouldn't be a problem.

 

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"Yes, victory! And I still have my clothes on this time," Nym exclaimed as the Satyr went down. Now she just had to deal with two sleeping goblins, a horny goblin, and getting this Satyr back to the elves.

"You three all okay?" She'd ask, even as she went over to the limp Satyr and tested the creatures weight. Figuring that she might as well get started on hauling it back to village sooner rather then later, preferably before it could wake itself up and be a problem as she didn't have any rope to tie it up with. Though maybe she could improvise something.

 

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The two smaller goblins woke up quickly enough. Looking around and taking in the scene, they quickly began to cheer for Nym once they saw her standing over the beaten satyr. Quickly they rushed to open up the hiding hole with all the stolen goods, bringing out a few packages... Packages tied up with ropes. "We's gonna tie him up real good!" They claimed happily. If allowed to work without troubles, they'd quickly work on tying the satyr's arms up behind his back while adding a rope going from one leg to another to limit his mobility by keeping them relatively close, taking away his ability to run. They were also working on making a leash and taking away all his supplies. Looking through them, Nym would recognize them as alchemical reagents and components, though she lacked the skill to identify them precisely. He also had a weird pair of shoes on him... Ones that looked suspiciously like goblin feet.

Meanwhile, the lead goblin was snapping out of his daze. Still, that erection of his wasn't going down. While he was still in control of himself and listened to any orders Nym made, he would keep stealing glances, staring at her chest wistfully and with a fair bit of lust. It'd be up to her to decide how she wished to deal with that.

 

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'Well, that solves the Satyr problem,' Nym though to herself as she watched the smaller goblins start tying up the Satyr, and she grabbed the alchemical ingredients and....shoes? She'd take those herself and get them checked out.

Then she realized that the spear goblin's 'problem' had not gone down, and she wondered how she could deal with that... He had been really useful in the fight with the Satyr, and had stuck around even after she gave him his spear back...And this was a game...

She figure that tied up and injured as he was, the Satyr wasn't likely going anywhere for a while. So she would wait for the next time the spear goblin glanced over at her chest and catch his sight, before grinning and saying, "See something you like? You know you have been a pretty good helper with this whole goat thing. So I think I can help you with that problem," She gestured to the tent he was currently pitching.

 

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Looking closer at the strange shoes, Nym would find that they were made out of leather and some kind of thick, sticky paste, with opening for hooves on top. They not only had the shape, but the flexibility of a goblin's feet down pat. Most likely, this was what the satyr was using to make fake goblin tracks, shifting the blame. From the looks of it, he appeared to be quite the resourceful fellow, if mischevious. The smaller goblins were busying themselves picking through his stuff very carefully now. Apparently they didn't have much of an idea what most of it did and were wary of hitting another bag of sleeping powder. Or worse.

Still, what happened next probably occupied their attention more than this task. As soon as Nym finished her offer, the speargoblin's pants seemed to just disappear. She had no idea how he managed to undress that fast, but somehow he did. And she had to admit, for someone much smaller than a human he had a rather impressive dick, definitely bigger than she expected. It was rock hard and standing at attention as the goblin looked at her expectantly. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" He chanted happily. "I's can show you a really good time, I's promise!" He walked up to the woman, eyes wandering all over her body as he mentally undressed her. How was Nym going to service her ally?

 

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Nym wasn't entirely sure, but she thought that the goblin had apparently phased out of his sparse clothes. Either way she was almost as surprised by how well equipped the smaller creature was. What she wasn't surprised by was how eager it was.

Well it was a game, Nym wasn't planning to let herself be potentially troubled by an unexpected pregnancy. So she instead pulled on the bandage and let it fall away, "Here I thought I was the one who was going to show you a good time."

Either way she would press her breasts together, and hope the goblin would get the idea. She had seen him staring at them earlier and she wasn't up for someone to play with her ass, so she figured this would be the best she could do, "Do you want to take the lead or leave it to me?"