The Decoy Princesses, Part 3; "We Be Goblins!"
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Author's Notes: This little story is set in my Decoy Princesses universe and was inspired by a goblin character that I'd made for a D&D Campaign. This is also a shout out to all of my fans who wanted more elf, human, and orc women being ravished as slaves. The goblins that I envision in my world are a cross between the goblins you see on World of Warcraft and those you find in D&D and Pathfinder.
My tags from the previous two installments of Decoy Princesses still apply. If this kind of story is not to your liking, then please skip the story and move on. Otherwise, if you're still here, join me as we go even further down the rabbit hole that I've created.
All characters are 18 years of age or over, I don't care what the D&D and Pathfinder manuals say about what constitutes 'legal/adult age' for various races. I'm not taking any chances. My goblins gestate fast and age slow dammit! ;D
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CHAPTER 1:
Orcs take orc, goblin, elf, and human women. Human and elves comes in and takes those women from orcs. Orcs get mad and take more orc and goblin women for themselves. Goblins get short end of stick yet again. No food from orcs. No water from orcs. And now... no women from orcs.
The little goblin known as 'Nocks an Arrow', or just simply 'Nox' to those close to him, was going to change all of that today.
Scurrying from hiding place to hiding place, Nox had been running in parallel to the main road that went South from the Storm Citadel further into the Orc Empire's homelands. He kept to the shadows as he followed a pair of orc women who were taking a coffle of bound, naked goblin women back to the capital... women that had been taken from the goblin warbands who'd been serving the front line orcs and goblins for years. By order of their new, so-called Warchief, Krudge, all non-orcs were to be taken from the Citadel and away from the front lines. The goblin men were hustled out of the city and forced to camp on the front lines as fodder while the women were rounded up and taken away. Nox had been one such goblin who'd been exiled from the citadel city.
Having not seen any other travelers for miles, and getting a good look down the road to see that no one was coming from either direction on the remote wooded road, Nox put his plan into action. He scurried forward in the underbrush with the orc women chatting away as if they were a couple of human gossipers. What did they have to worry about? To them, they were the superior race, and this was an easy job of pulling six goblin girls along behind them that they towered over. Easy, right? Nox was going to show them the error of their arrogance. He tied one end of the coil of rope that he had to one small tree. The other end went to the arrow he was picking up and placing in his bow. Then he waited. Right as the orc women were about to cross in front of him, he took aim and fired.
Only the arrow didn't go towards the orcs. That would be counterproductive. Instead, the arrow shot out just in front of their feet, scant inches above the ground, to impact at the base of another tree on the other side of the road. The orcs completed their step, as they were in mid stride, and promptly tripped over it. They fell face first to the ground, catching themselves at the last moment. The goblin women behind them, who were walking despondently with their heads bowed downward in supplication, continued walking forward until they tripped and fell into a pile over the orc women. Nox nocked another arrow, this one with an explosive smoke tip on it, and shot it into the ground in front of the orcs. It exploded, filling the entire area with a thick grey smoke that was hard to see through.
Unless, of course, you were a goblin who could see well in dim lighting conditions.
Running lightning fast, Nox broke out of cover with a huge club in his hand, dropping his bow down in his wake. He zipped across the road, clubbing the first orc woman right across the side of the head, knocking her out. "HEY!" the other orc woman shouted as he continued running past. "GET BACK HERE YOU LITTLE CRETIN!"
"Make me, Orc!" Nox shouted back in common, laughing and taunting her as he ran around in circles. She got to her feet and Nox scurried past her again, whipping his club out and catching her in her left knee. The orc woman grunted and dropped back to the ground. Nox doubled back instantly and swung for her head. The club connected and she fell down in a heap, out cold just like her friend was. When the smoke cleared, Nox stood triumphant over the two orcs with a big, toothy grin. The goblin women had gotten to their feet and were staring at him with wide eyed wonder and admiration as he started to free each and every one of them. They showered him with kisses, hugs, and affection. "Ladies..." he said as smoothly as any goblin could, "we have time for you to worship me later. Get some rope and tie these orc bitches up. It time for them to feel our wrath!"
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