Clan<em>wife<em>! If Nemissa was in a better situation, she'd have turned up her nose at the goblin's words! Oooh, the mere thought of it...It was <em>so</em> beneath her-! She could *never* stay here, not in this filthy swamp-<br/><br/>...The swamp she'd been planning to study...<br/><br/>Her taut hiss thrummed from her lips, as the Chieftain waved her priceless book before her...Her eyes narrowing, a flash of annoyance to her gaze! As long he had his hands on *that*, he'll have one over her - She simply couldn't leave until she'd recovered her priceless notes! And even after that, she <em>still</em> wasn't out of trouble. She had to find a place to hole up, until she'd firmly established herself...Then locate the subjects she needed to continue her research...<br/><br/><em>-Wait-</em><br/><br/>The realization crystallized in her mind, a little gasp teased from Nemissa's silky throat...Before her full lips curved in a slow smile. The very idea was distasteful - Disgusting - but...She'd done *worse* things. Besides...If she stopped to consider it - She was more than a match for any goblin. It didn't *quite* eclipse the visceral thrill/disgust of what she was about to say...<br/><br/>-But she could do a lot worse. And besides...<br/><br/>This might be interesting in it's own right~! <br/><br/>Her translucent robes clung to her curves, as she met the Chieftain's gaze - A hand coming to rest on her curvy hip, as her lips shaped her next words; "...Because in return for your hospitality..."<br/><br/>Her slim fingers went to her full chest, echoing their gesture! <br/><br/>"...I swear to marry <em>one</em> of you, before today ends." <br/><br/>She wouldn't allow herself to be passed around like property - But *marrying* a goblin, no matter how foul the thought was...That would give her a position to work from-! And, Nemissa thought, with satisfaction - With her skills...She might be able to make the tribe her own! </em></em>