Hells Halls - Just Another Goblin Servant...

[DreamsnThings]

@inkylore
Another day, another morning rush, waking up to a knee to the stomach was all too common. not because the knees owner was trying to be violent, but the communal sleeping quarters of the goblins was... anything but roomy, slipping out from the pile of green limbs, bleary eyed goblins who were all waking up was not great. all around the early risers crawled over their fellow goblin girls bodies to get up and out of the pile, and more importantly to their work...

which led to another foot on her arm, great.

with a tired groan Trix pulled herself out from the pile, not wanting to get tramped too much as she mumbled with a hint of agitation, being one of the few who was careful not step on anyone else. pulling a uniform from the shared pile of clean maid outfits, all the goblins shared outfits, tools, food... there were just too many of us to bother letting us have anything for ourselves.

rushing to grab a roll of bread in the stampede of green limbs and screeching goblins was... well, she was used to it. the rest of the roll getting snatched out of her mouth as she tried to get away... guess half a roll will have to be enough for now. rushing over to the task board she reached in an grabbed one at random, cleaning and maintenance in the east wing brimstone hallway... lighting a few emberlillies ablaze, antagonizing a couple weeping will-O-wisps, and feeding the... man eating Jupiter guytrap... well this will be annoying. a little sigh leaving her as trix left the little tucked away goblin den that the king let the greenfolk workers use, tucked away in the corner of a sublevel of the manor. 

with all the energy of a tired, overworked goblin, she made her way the the brimstone hall. starting her work without much of a rush... no one ever comes down this hall really, nothing overly important was here as far as trix knew. so it should be a relaxing day of basic maintenance.

figuring she had a moment or two to kill she paused at the mirror in the hall, quickly fixing her brown hair, straightening out the loose hairs back into her messy bob cut. her brown eyes lingering on her outfit for the first time since she threw it on in the morning rush, she ended up with one of the skimpier ones... her C cup bust nearly half exposed, the lacy frilled hem of her skirt did not even cover her ass fully. her ears tinting with pink as her face flushed "Really need to pay attention in the morning.. huh?" her attention was still on her reflection, but she could have sworn she heard something...

Edited March 7 by DreamsnThings

[inkylore]

the halls of the manor were many and seemed nothing short of a maze, naturally the residence of the manor where very familiar with the layout or at least those who had affectively been living here for the longest time, how ironic that the one having the hardest time finding their way around was the king himself. it seemed like everyday he would wake up and every time he thought he had explored every inch of the manor, a new pathway or hidden room would present it's self.

even though the manor didn't have alot of purposeful rooms it was clear alot of the space was made for the sake of storage, not just for items and such but for the so called staff there lived there, maids, military personnel, prisoners, spare monsters and that one population in-between, and that the handful of individuals that committed there lives to being cock sleeves for whoever needed them. strangely enough the king himself had not had a chance to use one of these walking Oni-holes. though he imagined a situation would present himself when he felt good and ready.

another probable was presenting its self, it seemed every bit off the staff was deafly afraid of him when he rolled around. maybe it had something to do with how the former king ran this place, at the same time he found himself conflicted with how he wanted to paint himself. nothing wrong with being a kind king, sure but too kind might bring up some issues, best he could do is ratio the two personality traits till he could nail down exactly what kind of king he wanted to be...

to circumvent the issue he turned to the use of concealment magic to conceal his aura and presence, it wasn't like he was turning himself invisible but it would make it hard for people to register that he was near by even if he was standing right next to them. this had brough about desirable results as opposed to before when people cocked there heads in his direction often even before he could enter a room... even so he was still looking for other ways to keep the staff from making a hug commotion over his presents.

on this day he found a wall, not a secrete one, just one he had been passing this entire time cuz he didn't have a reason to roam threw it till now. it might be useful for avoiding people traveling threw the main one. as he traversed it  he allowed his fingers to grind against the walls, his bang covered eyes virtually all over the place as they tried to scan the corridor as he traversed it, it wasn't long before he spotted a goblin in the distance, he was surprised, unaware that goblins would even being a breed of monsters under his command. at the time he figured the former king had used them as abundant flesh-lights. that was typically what goblins where known for right? the rabbits of the monster world, not to mention this goblin seemed mildly dressed for the part.

he approached closer before addressing her. didn't know their name or even if they had one to be honest. calling a monster by there species or other wise race was just going to have to do for now.

" Goblin Girl ?" he spoke in a firm voice

" Where have you come from ?"

[DreamsnThings]

Trix let out a little yelp as she realized someone else entered the east wing brimstone hallway, looking over at the man with a startled, albeit blank expression on her face. the goblins tended to do their work in sections of the palace that were in need of maintenance but not in proper full use. by extension, she had next to no clue what the king looked like, even when he was standing right in front of her.

currently? she just thought this man was a noble, or maybe a chamberlain? either way it was odd for them to be in this section of the palace, not that it was her place to judge. so with an all too practiced and all too chipper voice she recited her introduction... or more accurately her information, thats usually what the higher ups wanted when they spoke with one of the workers. "Hello sir! my name is Trix of the garsol goblin tribe in sublevel 3 south wing 2 of the Demon kings mansion! today I was assigned to assist with cleaning and basic maintenance here in the brimstone wing by the duty board managed by miss Marigold Brintaly! generally we of the garsol tribe are assigned to unused locations to maintain some level of presentation even if certain parts are not in active use! normally I would have... ducked out of sight to avoid showing you an unpleasant sight but I was... momentarily distracted sir, my apologies sir..."

trix was... clearly a little panicked, slightly trembling.. you never knew with these noble types what kind of trouble you walked into when you catch their attention... hopefully he was just curious and not looking for someone to vent his anger on...

[inkylore]

 

( your improve is  immaculate i got to say)
 

a goblin doing the equivalent of low maintenance maid work? he didn't suspect the former king to have goblins or perhaps, more to the point to allow them in the manor let alone give them a task that seemed unorthodox for a race thought to be chaotic and mischievous. he had better expected them to be used as short fueled fuck toys given the stereotype of how goblins can be, after all even the attire of this little troglodyte left little to the imagination.

truth of the matter even when the goblin was rehearsing their lines he could hardly follow half of it, still trying to get their Barings of the special awareness of the manor, she certainly sounded like she knew the place better then he did. still he was tempted to at least visualize the locations she was talking about of where everything was or rather should have been. as far as sublevels went he only knew of the underground dungeon.

the last bit of her statement got him thinking. the part in how she was apologetic about her mere presence to someone like him being unsightly. does that mean he could treat her like crap and she'd just go with it, probably so. he could treat her as such, maybe stir it in a way so that it turns into apologetic sex. but he was the king and a king honestly shouldn't have to jump threw hoops  just for some goblin pussy...

he reached a hand out the her, firmly patting her head, caressing her face and twirling her ears as if some farm animal. noting that even for a goblin this one had a nice color to them noticing the flush colors painting the tips of her ears.

" Just accompany and service me for the day and that will be apology enough"
he noted, his words were chosen carefully when saying that
 

[DreamsnThings]

there was a long few moments well she stood their, watching him, trying to gauge his reaction. trix was... generally considered by the other goblins to be too smart for her own good... that is to say, still a little on the stupid side, but smarter then most of the other goblins milling around. she saw how he was looking at her, going from mildly interested, to confused after she talked about her role, before a devilish glint seemed to flash through the mans eyes. she blinked a few times... getting the sense of... something off, but not putting the puzzle pieces together of why something was wrong...

then there was a hand on her head, her eyes closing as she seemed to lightly lean into the head pat. happy little noises seeming to leave her lips that she did not seem to notice she was making, her eyes flicking open as she watched his hand caress her cheek, her slightly yellow tinted eyes watching her hand curiously... before she braces as he went for her ears, fully expecting for them to be roughly tugged as he dragged her off somewhere to be whipped.. but he just.. twirled them? her ears flicking every few seconds as she was seemingly trying to stay still, her cheeks growing more and more flushed as she could not control them enough to stop it...

then she heard his words, blinking a few times she seemed absolutely delighted! a promotion! albeit a temporary one, she had to do her best! "of course Sir! is there somewhere you need cleaned? did you need someone to make tea? oh! an errand maybe?" she seemed to absolutely miss the subtext... she was smart for a goblin... but about as dense as a brick.

she still had no clue who this noble even was, but honestly she really did not care

[inkylore]

"well the day just started so  lets head to the dinning hall to fill our stomachs a little, we can chat a bit on the way" he suggested presumable leading thee way immediately.

the machinations of his request earlier were 2 fold. the first and most obvious, he honestly just wanted some company, the second reason he wanted a glimpse into the working of her mind. given the goblins attire and the nature of this kingdom one could easily deduce what the request might imply and he wanted to see if she would make that assumption of him or if it would turn out that despite her thirsty appearance that she was somehow just another innocent.

' service me' sure that could have just as easily been code or a cipher for ; i want to impale your short stack of a body onto my huge dragon cock going from on end and out the other. but it also could have just as much meant that he wanted her genuine service in whatever it was she normally did around here. and part of him wanted to find out which direction she would lean towards...

"Tr- goblin girl, you've been here a long time, what's your opinion of the former king?"

he almost used here name, though there would be  nothing wrong with doing so some aspect of his worried if he grew to close to his subjects or got to familiar with them that they might forget there place in the kingdom. a firm lesson in why a parent should never become there own child's best friend. and thus was a lesson to  be remembered