Survival Life as a Goblin Chapter 21 (Patreon)

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Gobkoh awakens after the battle with the Lunar Wolf. The repair work to the wall and platforms should be taken care of soon. But the boon of new meat and furs should be great for the Tribe’s winter preparations! Now there’s just the matter of the aftermath of the battle with the wolves.

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-Day 181-

“Nnnhhh…” Gobkoh sat up from his and Rialin’s bed. He’d slept for a full day after the battle. He’d slept through the majority of the second day, only waking up to eat and use the bathroom. But today, his head finally felt clear and his body didn’t feel sluggish and weak. “Note to self: Don’t use up all of my mana again.” He chastised himself, not wanting to experience the aftereffects again.

“Do you want some breakfast?” Rialin asked from his side, barely having left it since he’d passed out.

“Is it still breakfast time?” Gobkoh questioned, somehow feeling it was later than that.

“Well, everyone else finished a while ago, but it’s still a couple hours until lunchtime.” Rialin informed him with a smile.

The rumbling of Gobkoh’s stomach spoke for him. “I could eat.”

The Chieftain left the bed and dressed himself, using the pants and coat that Hylalin and Breelin had made. The days were starting to get chilly, so the pelt tunics and shorts were becoming unviable. Rialin smiled as she took his hand and they walked out of their bedchamber together.

The Tribe was overjoyed to see their Chief up and about again. A celebration was already being put together for the evening by the time Gobkoh got to the entrance of the cave. He couldn’t say that he was unhappy about that though. It was proof that his tribesmen cared about him and wanted him to continue leading them.

“Chief, so good to see you up again!” Kaylin greeted them with a smile as they approached the cooking area.

“Good to see you too, Kaylin.” Gobkoh greeted the Head Cook, as he’d come to think of her. “I trust we have some wolf meat?”

“Plenty!” Kaylin laughed at the nearly rhetorical question. “We saved all of it, just like you asked.” She handed over a strip of smoked meat. “The Lunar Wolf’s meat is really tasty.”

“Mmm…that is good!” Gobkoh exclaimed after taking his first bite of the meat. “I didn’t expect this kind of flavor from wolf meat.” He took another bite.

“The Lunar Wolf tastes a lot better than the other wolves.” Kaylin nodded, handing a piece of smoked meat to Rialin as well. “Not sure why, but Yualin thinks it has something to do with it being a higher tier species.”

“That’s probably a good guess.” Gobkoh shrugged at the theory. “Can you cook me up a good-sized meal?”

“Of course, it’ll only take a little bit.” Kaylin smiled brightly at Gobkoh. “We’re actually still processing the Lunar Wolf. So, I’ll make sure to get you some fresh meat from it.”

“Still?” Gobkoh blinked at the news. “It hasn’t started rotting yet?”

“For some reason, no.” Kaylin shook her head. “We’re not sure why, but it’s a huge help since it’s so large and taking us a while to break it down.”

A sudden ruckus from the area that had been fenced off from the rest of the flatland enclosed by the wall got their attention. The gate on one end of the ‘Butchering Area’, as it had come to be called, opened and Gobhak walked out with a thick cloth apron covered in blood stains.

“Gobtrok! Bring me my big knife!” Gobhak called out towards the cooking area.

“I already brought you your big knives!” Gobtrok, the other male cook called back from where he was smoking some meat.

“I need the biggest one!” Gobhak informed with a shout. “The damn thing’s back legs are too thick!”

“The machete-looking one?” Gobtrok questioned, standing up and looking over at Gobhak like he was nuts.

“Yes, the machete-looking one! Bring it here!” Gobhak motioned him to bring it over.

“Alright, alright…” Gobtrok waved the other cook off as he went over to the cooking area. “Morning, Chief, glad to see you up again.” He smiled at Gobkoh before opening the bottom drawer in the back of the cooking area.

“Morning, Gobtrok.” Gobkoh chuckled as he watched the other Goblin pull a large knife (which DID very much resemble a machete) out of the drawer.

“Gobhak has taken butchering the Lunar Wolf as a personal challenge now, since it’s been giving us so much trouble.” Gobtrok explained as he closed the drawer and headed over to the butchering area with the machete-looking knife.

“They were able to get the pelt off, right?” Gobkoh looked at Rialin curiously.

“Yes, but we had to get creative to do it.” Rialin sighed recalling how the tough pelt had made normal skinning impossible. “We actually had to open its jaws and cut from the inside to bypass the toughness. We managed after that though, and it went pretty normally after we’d gotten started.”

“Great,” Gobkoh sat down with his female at one of the wooden tables to wait for his meal. “If we can have Hylalin and Breelin work that into some armor, that might be even better than Scalecoon scales.” The Lunar Wolf’s fur had made most arrows break or bounce off without issue. To have that kind of protection for his tribesmen could only be a good thing in Gobkoh’s eyes.

“I had them put the head into a hole and covered it with a large rock, leaving just enough space for flies and such to get inside.” Rialin smiled at him, showing off one off her fangs a bit. “I think it’ll be one of the best trophies we could keep above the hearth.”

“You know me well.” Gobkoh chuckled at Rialin predicting that he’d want to keep the Lunar Wolf’s skull. “Are you finding the fangs of the Dire Wolves and Gray Wolves useful for anything?”

“Several of our tribesmen are wearing them as accessories now.” Rialin confirmed before moving on to what she was sure her male wanted to hear about. “But for Talisman Crafting, they do have a decent effect.” She rummaged in the small pouch she kept with her and pulled out two woven bracelets. “This is made with a Gray Wolf’s fang.” She set the smaller bracelet down, the fang stitched into the weave securely.

[Savage Strike]

[Tribal Talisman]

[Increases Power by 10% when fighting for up to five minutes, requires 30 minutes to recharge]

“A ten percent increase is nothing to scoff at.” Gobkoh admired Rialin’s talisman after using his Analyze Skill on it. Sure, it only boosted for five minutes, but in battle five minutes was a long time.

“And this one is made with a Dire Wolf’s fang.” Rialin placed the larger bracelet down with a wide grin.

[Dire Savage Strike]

[Tribal Talisman]

[Increases Power by 20% when fighting for up to five minutes, requires 1 hour to recharge]

“Even better!” Gobkoh marveled at the improved talisman. “Its effect doubles just from being made from the fang of the advanced form?” He looked at Rialin for confirmation.

“It seems that way, since I didn’t change the other materials between them.” Rialin nodded as she was still experimenting with various uses of her Talisman Crafting Skill. “This one is for you, by the way.” She tapped the Dire Savage Strike bracelet with a warm smile.

“Thank you, Rialin.” Gobkoh smiled brightly at his female, leaning over the table to kiss her lips for a moment.

“You’re welcome.” Rialin grinned at the kiss. The War Priestess smiled as she watched Gobkoh put the Dire Savage Strike Talisman on his right wrist. The Silent Strike she’d given him as her first Talisman still secured to his left wrist. Little by little she was protecting her male and her Tribe.

“Here you are, Chief!” Kaylin approached the table and set down a few plates and a bowl, along with a cup.  “Lunar Wolf steak, vegetable soup, and a patty made of ground Dire Wolf meat, drizzled with a light gravy.”

“It looks great, good work, Kaylin.” Gobkoh praised the cook with a smile.

“You’re welcome, Chief.” Kaylin happily replied, giddy from the praise. She loved getting to try out new ingredients and recipes!

-After Breakfast-

“I think I’m gonna explode…” Gobkoh sighed as he slipped into the bath to properly wash up for the first time since the fight. Rialin had cleaned him off as best as she could while he was unconscious, but nothing beat a hot bath to get clean. “That’s what I get for gorging myself after barely eating for two days.” He relaxed back against the side of the bath for a minute, just enjoying the water. “Now, let’s see…”

[Gobkoh, Level 100]

[Skills: Analyze Lv. 4, Weapon Crafting Lv. 4, Leatherwork Lv. 2, Fire Making Lv. 4, Martial Arts Lv. 6, Armor Crafting Lv. 4, Spellcraft Lv. 3,]

[Race Specific Ability – Goblin Flame]

[Class – Shaman]

[Class Skills: Spirit Sight, Spirit Communication, Spirit Guide, Spirit Unification, Medium Crafting]

“Finally…” Gobkoh sighed in relief at seeing that he’d reached level one-hundred. That meant his Growth Phase would start and he wouldn’t have to worry about stagnation and remaining a Goblin for the rest of his life. ‘It’ll take about three months to grow into a Hobgoblin, but once I do, all of my parameters should greatly increase.’ That would be great for the Tribe’s future. “I doubt that I’m the only one that reached level one-hundred either. I’ll check the others later.” Gobkoh grabbed a washcloth and one of the bamboo tubes of soap to start cleaning himself properly.

-Afternoon ~ Cave Hearth-

“I called all of you here for a reason.” Gobkoh nodded to each of the Goblins before him.

“What’s that?” Rialin asked, though she had a fairly good idea already. Gobkoh wasn’t the only one with the Analyze Skill after all.

“Each of you have hit level one-hundred and should have started your Growth Phase into Hobgoblins.” Gobkoh informed the gathered Goblins with a proud smile.

“Really?” Gobwren looked himself over. “I don’t usually check myself out.” The archer mentioned before using his own Analyze Skill on himself. “Oh, damn…that’s a lot more than what I had last time.”

‘He’s not wrong.’ Gobkoh thought to himself while looking at Gobwren’s information.

[Gobwren, Goblin, Level 100]

[Skills: Analyze Lv. 3, Martial Arts Lv. 4, Leatherwork Lv. 2, Weapon Crafting Lv. 4, Fire Making Lv. 5, Bow Lv. 6, Shield Lv. 2]

[Class – Archer]

[Class Skills: Multi-Arrow, Tracking Shot]

“Me too?” Gobyog questioned with a grin. “Hmm, can I do that self-analyze thing now?” He closed his eyes and focused only to snap them open a moment later. “I can!”

Gobkoh could only chuckle as he looked at Gobyog’s stats.

[Gobyog, Goblin, Level 100]

[Skills: Analyze Lv. 2, Martial Arts Lv. 5, Weapon Crafting Lv. 3, Leatherwork, Fire Making Lv. 4, Spear Lv. 6, Shield Lv. 3]

[Class – Spearman]

[Class Skills: Consecutive Strike, Spear Throw]

“This is cool.” Gobtay was apparently using his own self-analyze for the first time.

“It’s useful, that’s for sure.” Gobkoh nodded to Gobtay.

[Gobtay, Goblin, Level 100]

[Skills: Analyze Lv. 2, Martial Arts Lv. 5, Weapon Crafting Lv. 3, Fire Making Lv. 5, Spear Lv. 6, Shield Lv. 2, Fishing Lv. 2]

[Class – Spearman]

[Class Skills: Consecutive Strike, Spear Throw]

“Even me?” Gobmyr pointed at himself in shock. “I barely even noticed my Analyze Skill leveling up…”

“Making use of it will level it up faster.” Gobkoh pointed out to the axeman, wanting Gobmyr to increase the Skill since it offered World Knowledge.

[Gobmyr, Goblin, Level 100]

[Skills: Analyze Lv. 2, Martial Arts Lv. 5, Leatherwork Lv. 2, Weapon Crafting Lv. 3, Fire Making Lv. 4, Axe Lv. 6, Shield Lv. 4]

[Class – Axeman]

[Class Skill: Cleave]

“We’re going to be Hobgoblins!” Neylin cheered and pulled both Amalin and Saelin into nearly crushing hugs.

“Yay…air, please…” Saelin wheezed out.

“Neylin…ease up…ease up!” Amalin was tapping on the excited girl’s arm.

“You’ve all worked hard.” Gobkoh chuckled at Neylin’s exuberance.

“You all really have.” Rialin nodded, pulling Neylin into a hug so that she’d release Saelin and Amalin.

[Neylin, Goblin, Level 100]

[Skills: Analyze Lv. 2, Martial Arts Lv. 5, Weapon Crafting Lv. 3, Leatherwork Lv. 2, Fire Making Lv. 4, Spear Lv. 5, Shield Lv. 3, Bow Lv. 5]

[Class – Hunter]

[Class Skills: Track, Vital Target, Rush]

‘That’s new.’ Gobkoh noticed Neylin’s new Class. ‘What do you do?’

[Hunter – One that specializes in taking down beasts. 20% increase to Speed, Strength, Durability, and Perception when hunting or fighting]

[Track – Increases Perception by 50% for a short time. Enables user to place a ‘mark’ on a target and know where they are within a set range]

[Vital Target – Increases likelihood of an attack striking a vital area by 25%]

[Rush – Increases Speed and Endurance by 20%]

It was quite clear to Gobkoh why most of the Tribe called Neylin the Top Hunter. Now she had the Class to prove it too.

[Amalin, Goblin, Level 100]

[Skills: Analyze Lv. 2, Martial Arts Lv. 5, Weapon Crafting Lv. 3, Leatherwork Lv. 4, Fire Making Lv. 5, Spear Lv. 5, Shield Lv. 3, Bow Lv. 5]

[Class – Hunter]

[Class Skills: Track, Vital Target, Rush]

‘Considering how close Amalin and Neylin are, that shouldn’t be surprising.’ Gobkoh almost chuckled at seeing Amalin with the same Class as her sister. But Amalin also had a gentler side to herself, which was probably why her Leatherwork Skill was twice as high as Neylin’s. When not hunting, Amalin often stitched together pelts and furs to make cloaks or to repair mattresses for others.

[Saelin, Goblin, Level 100]

[Skills: Analyze Lv. 3, Martial Arts Lv. 4, Herbalism Lv. 4, Weapon Crafting Lv. 2, Leatherwork Lv. 3, Fire Making Lv. 5, Spear Lv. 2, Shield Lv. 3, Bow Lv. 3, Poison Maker]

[Class – Herbalist]

That made sense to Gobkoh. Saelin had given her all to becoming an Herbalist and helping to heal and take care of the Tribe. But she had also made poison for them and participated in every battle with the Orcs and the battle with the wolves. It was no wonder that she’d also reached level one-hundred.

“We’ll continue to work hard to help the others hit level one-hundred too!” Gobkoh encouraged his fellow ‘elites’ with a bright grin. “The Koh Tribe will rise up after this winter as a Tribe of mostly Hobgoblins!”

“Yeah!” Rialin, Gobwren, Neylin, Gobyog, Amalin, Gobtay, Saelin, and Gobmyr all cheered together.

As long as they worked hard, they should be able to have every member of the Tribe hit level one-hundred before the end of their first year and stagnation became a real issue. Gobkoh didn’t want to leave any of the intelligent Goblins of his Tribe behind. It would already be a blow to the Koh Tribe when Yualin passed in the next few years from old age. He didn’t want to lose anyone else if he could help it. Capable people in their Tribe would be an absolute necessity if they wanted to not only survive, but thrive in the future.

-Day 185-

“How do you like it, Chief?” Breelin questioned as Gobkoh wore the first of the Lunar Wolf pelt armor.

“Is it comfortable to move around in?” Hylalin asked, seeing Gobkoh rolling his shoulders a few times.

“It’s lighter than I thought it would be, honestly.” Gobkoh mentioned as he twisted his hips and stretched a bit to see if the vest-like armor hindered his movements at all. “I like it though.”

“Great!” Breelin cheered and then whacked him with a short club across the back.

“Oi!” Gobkoh turned to look at her with a grimace. “I know I said I wanted to test it out, but I didn’t mean by surprise!”

“But did it hurt?” Hylalin inquired with excitement on her face.

“No…barely felt it, actually.” Gobkoh admitted, patting down the new armor. “This pelt is something else. How many of these do you think we can make?”

“Well…since several of us are going to grow into Hobgoblins soon, we don’t want to make too many and then have to redo them afterwards.” Breelin shrugged, seeing that as a waste of time.

“If we just have to do it for this one, it’ll be easier than having to redo several.” Hylalin nodded in agreement with her partner.

“Makes sense, I suppose.” Gobkoh nodded at their pragmatism. It would be kind of pointless to make all of the new armor in Goblin size if the ones that would be wearing it were Hobgoblins.

“If you all get about the same size as En was…then I think we could make around fifteen or sixteen, maybe?” Hylalin was doing rough estimates in her head.

“I’d say closer to fifteen, yeah.” Breelin tapped her finger to her chin. “It’s too bad there isn’t enough for the whole Tribe.”

“If the Lunar Wolf had been any bigger, we might not have been able to deal with it.” Gobkoh shook his head at the thought as he slipped off the armor and handed it back to Hylalin. “I’d rather have less of this pelt to work with than to be dead.”

“Same.” Hylalin agreed instantly.

“We did finally manage some boots as well.” Breelin smiled motioning to the footwear to one side of their workshop in the cave.

“Nice.” Gobkoh could only smile happily at seeing the simple boots. “Leather and…Jackalope fur?” He guessed based on the color of the fur inside.

“Yep. We hardened the leather on the bottom to make a sole too.” Hylalin picked up one of the boots to show him. “This should keep things from just stabbing right through it while keeping our feet warm this winter.”

“We’ll work on more everyday shoes…moccasins, I think they’re called…when spring comes around.” Breelin informed the Chieftain of their future plans.

“Excellent work.” Gobkoh couldn’t be happier with the progress. “No frostbite on our feet this winter, and next spring will have some decent footwear to avoid injury while hunting.”

The Koh Tribe had seen their fair share of foot injuries. In the forest, especially as close to the mountains as they were, there were many hazards to a Goblin’s bare feet. A single sharp stone hidden amongst some high grass could see a Goblin laid up for days while Yualin’s remedies helped speed up the healing process. Having some shoes with good soles on their feet, the Tribe could drastically reduce simple injuries like that.

“Thank you, Chief.” Breelin and Hylalin beamed at Gobkoh for his praise.

-Outside the Cave-

“Brrr…it’s getting chilly.” Gobkoh was glad for the coat and pants that Hylalin and Breelin had been able to finish. Every member of the Tribe had a set now, so at the very least, no one was freezing.

“I’m dreading the winter a bit now.” Rialin agreed with her male about the chill setting in. “If it gets too cold, then even with jackets and cloaks, we wouldn’t be able to go out hunting for long.

“We may not be able to go out at all, depending on how much snowfall we get.” Gobkoh cautioned her while looking around the inside of the wall. Imagining everything covered in a few feet of snow wasn’t pleasant as it would shut down a lot of their daily activities.

“Want to go for a walk?” Rialin offered, holding her hand out to him.

“Sure.” Gobkoh accepted, taking her hand in his.

The couple began to walk around their home. They stopped to say hello to their tribesmen and see what they were up to. Some conversations took place for a few minutes before they resumed their walk. When they were at the edge of the pond, the two sat down together and leaned into one another.

“You’re already starting to grow some hair.” Rialin mentioned something she’d noticed that morning.

“Yeah…it feels weird to have after being bald all this time.” Gobkoh ran his hand over his head, feeling the incredibly short hair that had come in. It wasn’t even thick enough yet to confirm a color.

“I think it’ll look good on you.” Rialin giggled at her male fondly.

“Not as good as yours.” Gobkoh chuckled, running his hand through her brunette hair which now went past her shoulders and almost halfway down her back.

“Mmm…” Rialin leaned into his touch more. “I’m glad you like it.”

“You could keep it long, short, or even shave it all off and I’d still like it, because it’s you, Rialin.” Gobkoh told her with a soft smile.

“Oh…” Rialin was blushing now. Hearing Gobkoh’s genuine, heartfelt words made her heart thump in her chest. “I love you.” She kissed him, unable to hold back on expressing her feelings for her male, no, her Mate.

“Love you too, Rialin.” Gobkoh returned her feelings, their eyes locked as they gently rested their foreheads against one another’s. “You’re only going to become more amazing when you’re a Hobgoblin, I just know it.”

“You too.” Rialin snuggled into him happily. “You’re already so great. I can’t even imagine how you’ll improve after becoming a Hobgoblin.”

“I’ll do my best.” Gobkoh pulled her into his side with a happy smile. “That’s all I can do.”

“Hey, Gobkoh?” Rialin looked at him with her cheeks once more flushed red. “After we become Hobgoblins…would you…you know…?”

“Hmm?” Gobkoh tilted his head slightly at her incomplete question.

“Well…I mean, when we’re Hobgoblins, I’ll be able to…” Rialin buried her face into his neck. “Have children.”

“Oh…Oh!” Gobkoh’s eyes widened and he hugged Rialin tightly. “We’ll cross that bridge when we get there.” He assured her, kissing the top of her head. “You don’t have to rush. I’m not going to demand children or anything.”

“I know you won’t.” Rialin giggled into his neck before leaving a gentle kiss there. “But the Tribe won’t grow if we don’t have children eventually.”

“We could always take in other Goblin Tribes, smaller ones, like we did with the Mak Tribe.” Gobkoh pointed out, the slight lilt in his tone letting her know that he was teasing her a bit.

“We could…” Rialin pulled back to look into Gobkoh’s eyes. “But I do want children eventually.” She giggled and pecked his lips. “Besides…mating is supposed to be very pleasurable.” She pressed herself against him. “We could do it right now even.” Rialin mentioned with a breathy voice. “My body isn’t fertile yet, but we can mate just fine.”

“Where did this come from?” Gobkoh couldn’t help but let a rumble enter his voice as he enjoyed Rialin’s closeness.

“We survived against the Lunar Wolf, against all of those Orc Tribes, and now we’re going to become Hobgoblins.” Rialin straddled his lap and kissed him deeply. “Why wouldn’t I be thinking about it?” She grinned at her Mate.

“True…” Gobkoh’s hands dropped from her waist to her hips and then down to her bottom, where he gave a slight squeeze. Rialin giggled at his touch, pushing her butt more firmly into his hands. “I can see why you’re so giddy.” He pecked her lips.

“I know you’re just as ‘giddy’ as I am.” Rialin rolled her hips against him, able to feel his reaction to her. “Let’s do it…let’s mate…consummate our love for each other.”

“Alright.” Gobkoh agreed and nearly fell backwards as Rialin pressed their lips together with force.

“Come on!” Rialin stood up and grabbed Gobkoh’s hand.

“Whoa!” Gobkoh was nearly dragged along as Rialin made a beeline for the cave.

All of the Koh Tribe witnessed Rialin practically dragging Gobkoh into the cave. After a few moments, someone started laughing. That set off a chain reaction and soon all of the Goblins of the Tribe were laughing at the scene. Not like anyone hadn’t seen this coming for months.

“It’s about time!” Neylin laughed brightly, having talked with Rialin about this before.

“Took them long enough.” Gobwren agreed with a chuckle.

“Even I saw that coming.” Gobmyr snorted, slapping the table he was sitting at.

-Gobkoh and Rialin’s Bedchamber-

“Mmm~” Rialin hummed into their kissing, pulling off her clothing eagerly.

“You’re gorgeous.” Gobkoh breathed out as their lips separated and he was able to see Rialin bare again.

“Aaah…” Rialin playfully covered her breasts. “I’m pretty sure that both Neylin and Hylalin have bigger.”

To be fair, that wasn’t saying much, since female Goblins only had very small breasts regardless of age. A natural effect of not being fertile at this stage of their lives. Their breasts weren’t able to fulfill their function of giving milk and had no reason to be large at all.

“But they aren’t you.” Gobkoh kissed Rialin’s lips and gently guided her down to the mattress. “That’s what matters.”

“Gobkoh~” Rialin couldn’t help but coo. Gobkoh was so sweet to her. How could she not love him with all of her heart? “Touch me…please…” She moved her hands from her chest and even spread her legs for him.

“Yes.” Gobkoh trailed his hands up her legs, teased her thighs, ghosted over her sex, and then went up her trim tummy to play with her breasts for a moment. “My Rialin.” He gently cupped her cheeks and kissed her again, leaning over her body to not put his weight on her.

“My Gobkoh.” Rialin returned his claim when their lips separated. Her hands grabbed at the waistband of his pants. “Off.” She tugged on the pants. “I want it~” Rialin’s voice was purring in her eagerness to have her Mate.

“Whatever you want.” Gobkoh promised, letting her pull off his last article of clothing before pressing their bodies together and capturing her lips again.

Some hours later and the noise from their bedchamber would finally stop, letting the rest of the Koh Tribe finally get some sleep.

It was a fact that the females of the Tribe would tease Rialin about tomorrow. While also grilling their War Priestess for details about what mating was like.

Gobkoh would get similar jokes and ribbing from the males, but their respect for him as Chieftain would prevent it from getting out of hand.

The whole Tribe saw this as a moment of joy and good fortune for the future of their home. It was a good time for the Koh Tribe.

-End Chapter-

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WOOHOO!!! Level 100 hit! Time for some Hobgoblins!

Rialin knows what she wants, and she’s going to get it!

Some frisky times between our Goblin couple! Adorable and romantic!

At least for the first hour or so…after that it was DEFINITELY all Goblin Mode! KEK!!!

More progress on proper winter clothing. Lunar Wolf pelt makes for some damn nice armor too! Now boots to keep their feet warm as well! The Koh Tribe is looking good for the upcoming winter, I dare say.

What will the season of ice bring to the Tribe?

Keep reading to find out!

Until I can update this again, later!