So the goblin<em>wasn't</em>lying, after all - Not completely! Alura's brow furrows - A soft gasp teased from her lips at the vision Grish is outlining! The invasion of an<em>army</em>of monsters...It doesn't bode well. While the forest has little care for what lies beyond it's confines, that's why it has Alura to think for it - She's all-too-aware that when war comes, mortals are all-too-eager to chop down trees to fuel their furnaces, to craft their war machines...Which is *exactly* what this 'Boss Blackhorn' is going to do.<br/><br/>It seems like she'll have to defuse this threat before it even happens...But how's she going to take on an army by herself? The solution seems simple - If she can find some way to assassinate the leader...Then the threat may crumble before her very eyes!<br/><br/>But what makes her eyes go wide - Her lips shaping a 'O' of surprise! - is what the goblin's talking about...They've captured women? That's...<br/><br/>-And then Alura's very, very distracted indeed...Her gaze sliding down, as the goblin's cock twitches before her - Her mouth going dry. She shouldn't - She really shouldn't - but it's been so<em>long</em>since she's last indulged herself. Perhaps a bit of positive reinforcement should help get the point across...<br/><br/>"Would you like to earn *my* reward, Grish?" she purrs, drawing closer...Letting the goblin's gaze slide up and over her form! "All you have to do is to<strong><em>return to Blackhorn, and tell him that these woods are cursed, and that a terrible fate awaits all who would set foot here</em></strong>."<br/><br/>Her seductive words aren't merely words - They're laced with magic, as Alura's lissome legs fold beneath her...Lowering herself to the goblin's level, in more ways than one! Leaning towards the runty pervert, her tongue plays over her full, pouting lips...Her slim fingers reaching out, circling that erect, throbbing member!<br/><br/>"If you<em>promise</em>to do this for me..." She gives him a little squeeze - Her lips *so* close to the goblin's, her nimble fingers beginning to move...Sliding up and down, up and down, making the goblin's foreskin slide over the thicker meat below-!<br/><br/>"...I'll give you<em>all</em>this."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Casting Suggestion.</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/>Sense Motive Check:<br/><br/>Roll(1d20)+11:<br/>7,+11<br/>Total:18</div></div>