This story and the entire series was inspired by jayaurysmut and his Lost Lands series. I highly recommend his fun stories as well worth reading.
All participants in this work of fiction are over the human equivalent age of 21.
"Now now my good woman, no need for that." says the man dressed as a Wizard, complete with tall pointy hat and staff. "I have come to bargain in good faith." Mizsi, Goblin alchemists extraordinaire, pauses in her doorway, perfume bottle half way to her breasts, ready to spray that oh so tantalizing scent. She eyes the figure wondering what he wants. People, males especially, don't normally approach Goblin homes. Well, willing approach.
"Whadda ya want?" Mizsi, already knows what she wants. What every Goblin wants.
"I wish to learn, to further my knowledge in Alchemy." The wizard takes a half step forward and removes his hat. Mizsi's heart does a little skip, she's never taken an Elf before."It is said that Goblins are the best Alchemists." he continues, "And I know what you want."
"Do you now? And what would that be?" Miszi steps out onto her porch, letting the door swing shut behind her.
"Sex." The wizard says plainly. Mizsi can't help but smile.
"And that's what you're offering is it? A tickle and squeeze then I teach you everything I know?" The wizard smiles back with a chuckle.
"Ah, if only gaining knowledge were so easy. We both know a simple roll in the hay would never suffice for such a lengthy undertaking. But I'm forgetting my manners, my name is Salindri Windsong, wizard in training. May I approach?"
"Leave the staff Salindri Windsong." A Goblin can't be too careful, he is a wizard after all. The mage cocks an eyebrow.
"After you lose the perfume, my good lady. A wizard can't be too careful after all." Mizsi barks a laugh and nods. Placing the perfumer atomizer in plain sight on the corner of the railing, she crosses and takes a chair in the opposite corner. With a flourish, she gestures to the other seat beside her. The wizard bows in acknowledgement, walks over and leans his staff against the railing under the perfume bottle.
"So, you think what, no more male goblins so poor lonely Mizsi needs to get laid and your just the one to give it to me? A little presumptuous don't you think?"
"Perhaps." replies Salindri, "Opening with sex was just to pique your interest. And it worked didn't it? However, what I am really offering is a... partnership so to speak."
"Haha!" laughs Mizsi. "A Goblin and Elf; partners! What have you been sniffing?"
"Yes, it does sound preposterous when said like that. I however, would say a partnership between an Alchemist and a Wizard. You have knowledge and understanding I wish to acquire. I can offer access to ingredients and reagents as well as high quality equipment that may otherwise be out of your reach. Items difficult to find outside of Elven markets." Salindri pauses to let her absorb that before continuing. "I am also a member in good standing with the Adventurers Guild, giving me access to even wider markets. And the Guild, well there is always a high demand for quality potions.
Expensive
potions."
"I like the sound of that, but let's get back to this 'pique my interest' sex part."
"Ah, well... uhm, I... ah, that is," Salindri clears his throat and takes a deep breath. "You... want daughters, and I... er, I ... understand the mechanics."
"Why Salindri!" Mizsi is amazed and just a little turned on, "Your blushing! Are you," and she leans in and whispers wickedly, "a virgin?" When Salindri's face goes beet red, her heart does a little pitter patter. "I might just accept on that alone!"
"Wizards spend a lot of time researching! Leaves little time for, for socializing!" The blushing wizard exclaims defensively. "And I've read extensively on, uhm, the subject."
"Yes, I'll bet you have." Naughty images flash through Mizsi's head. Rising, she puts a hand on Salindri's shoulder when he tries to do the same. Quickly she straddles his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Now, before I accept your offer," she tells the surprised Elf, "There are some things that are non-negotiable. You agree or you leave."
"Okay, lets hear them."