Chapter 7 Or an Early day on the Goblin tribe.

The first day of Soda living among the goblin's tribe started early. His sleep got interrupted by Honma, who opens up the tent and lets the sunshine in, waking up the otlan, who covers his face with one hand. Before Soda could protest, the mother of the chief spoke, with her demanding and authoritarian voice.

"Wake up. We have a meeting"

 The old goblin milf had a staff in one of her hands, this staff appeared to be made of orange wood, and with a gray orb on its end. Although her clothes are the same as the one she wore last night, the robe covers her front body but lets her arms and legs free of it, allowing the otlan to peek at her thighs, she looks different. And that's because she has a more 'tribal' look on her. There were straight red lines of paint that run through her body, her face has 4 lines that connected with 2 circles painted around her eyes… And now aside from the wolf pelt cape, she has a bull skull that cover her head. This look almost made Soda faint, its unexpected.

Soda rubs his eyes. He could feel Aryss by his side, clinging to his body and still sleeping. Her cute face transmits such a tranquility that makes the Otlan smile.

"Can you give us a couple of seconds? She's still sleeping" 

"I prefer not, you are new here after all" Her eyes narrow "The sooner everyone knows who you are, the better"

"Fine" Soda would have preferred to cuddle more with Aryss, to enjoy her soft, green body against his own and the warmness of her. But he prefers to avoid any problems, specially with Ferro and Honma. Soda still didn't know the chief motivation for letting him in, and Honma didn't seem pleased with the decision of her son. So he has to play safe.

Soda slowly puts Aryss on the mattress and slowly moves her body. Her girlfriend yawn and presses her left hand against her forehead, her eyes still closed.

"Come on…Honey?" He has seen the usual nickname being used in movies and media, so when he says it, he could avoid feeling corny, yet happy. "We have to go"

"… It's still early…" The black-haired goblin yawns again with her cute voice. "I want to sleep more with you…"

"Sorry, Aryss, but apparently the chief is going to introduce me to the rest of the tribe. I think that we need to go"

"Ah, who caress? It is not like there are many Otlan rolling around" She says, opening her eyes, noticing the presence of Honma in the room. The presence isn't enough to completely wake her up, as she doesn't stand up, even with the older goblin in front of her "Come on Honma, let us rest a bit more…"

"Considering that you got relieved of your guard last night, I'll say that you have rested enough… And it's Shaman Honma for you" The tittle resonated with force in the tent. Soda wondered if it means that she possesses powers different from Cressa… Speaking of which.

"Where's Cressa? I thought that she was responsible for checking up with me" Soda asks, interested in the whereabouts of the witch.

"She is helping Ferro with the people" Honma turned around, not even her clothes could avoid her butt from stood out, allowing him to peak at her roundness "Now let's go, we don't wait for anyone…specially since he interferes with the breakfast"

"Okay, lead the way" Soda stands up and follows the Chaman, alongside Aryss, who still half sleep.

As they leave, Soda decided to check his status menu. After a good night of sleep, his mind energy appears to be charged and ready to be used. But the Otlan hesitates for a second. The Shadow Eye spell is still active, and he has no idea if Cressa could hear his inner voice, or if she is capable of perceiving his abilities. There would be no problem if she isn't able to notice it, but if he does…Soda didn't want to think about what she would do. A single report from the witch, and his new life will turn upside down. He doesn't want to even think what kind of punishment would the chief impose on him. While he thought of him being cute, the truth is that the femboy appeared to be really mysterious in his plans. It was obvious that Soda had caught his attention, yet, for what purposes? 

Soda closes the menu and then look at Honma. The shaman could be a great target for the telepathy, after all, she seems to be the second controlling the camp. A perfect source of information that he could use to 'gain some cards on his deck' Getting inside her mind could reveal everything he needed not only about the tribe, but the surrounding area of the forest. If he is keen to explore the world and create a great harem, the more information he has, the best chances he has to progress on his goal. But before he could use the Telepathy on Honma, he uses it on Aryss. While he hadn't used two psychic links before, having a connection with Aryss mind could help him talk to her in moments where they couldn't be alone. And a small question rises in his mind. So he looks at her, and activates it.

'Telepathy!'

'Link with Aryss the goblin created'

"Shot, i really wanted to continue sleeping with him… His arms make me feel so…loved…"

"I could say the same about how you hug me, Aryss"

"Ah!" Aryss stops and covers her mouth. Honma stops and looks at her.

"It's something wrong?"

"No!" Soda waves his hand, trying to quickly distract her, "Is just that… We saw a bird!"

"...A bird?" Honma says, and looks upwards, at the big hole of the cave. It just shows the blue sky above, with some clouds that were passing by. "I don't see anything"

"Must have been a really fast bird, hehe" Soda says, his strange comment gain him a suspicious look from Honma, who just clicks her tongue and continues her way.

"Aryss is me, don't attract attention her attention" Says Soda through the psychic Link of 

"You scarred me! I didn't know that you were going to use those freaking powers of yours!"

"Sorry… I'll warn you next time, I'll make a gesture with my hands, okay?"

"Fine" She rolls her eyes, apparently bothered. "What is this anyway? A strange spell of your tribe?"

"Well… You can say so… Its difficult to explain."

"Okay, tell me, I can handle it" Soda maintained his silence and Aryss frowned "Agh Come on! I'm not dumb!"

"I'll tell you later" The goblin just looks at him with narrow eyes. "I promise, pinky promise"

"I don't know what 'pinky promise' means… But okay, I trust you my muga"

"Thank you my sweet Gamu" He still found the words strange to pronounce, but he's getting used to them.  "I want to know what kind of magic does Honma use?"

Aryss looks forward as they walk, it takes a couple of seconds before she answers him

"Spiritual Magic, duh"

"What?"

She turns her head back to him and contemplates him for a second.

"Really? Don't you know about spiritual magic?"

"I probably didn't attend that lesson in class…"

Aryss sighed "Oh, what im i going to do? my Muga it's such a simpleton…"

"I can hear you"

"... Sorry, but i thought that you at least knew about that"

"Like i said, i'll explain to you later"

"Fine. You see, Magic has several paths. Look at Creesa for example. She's a witch of shadows and needs 3 components to use magic. The spell or spell 'key' to cast it, an external physical medium to canalize the spell (The black orb of her staff, for example) and her own mana to fuel it."

"Spell key?"

"Is the name of the spells or incantation. The spell key is usually written in an ancient language, and when the user casts it, is pronounced in both the ancient language and its current one, and thus that's why sometimes it seems that they are talking in two languages at the same time… Cressa explains it as the 'password' to activate the spells"

"So that's why when she used the shadow eye on me, she sounded different"

"Exactly…now, most paths of magic use those 3 components. Spiritual Magic needs just two, since it uses the body as the physical medium. So Shaman's like Honma only need the spell and their own mana to use magic."

"I see… Thank you, Aryss"

"What do you have in mind?"

"I want to see if i can read the thoughts of Honma"

"Oh! So that's what this spell does, read the mind"

"Yeah, i'll fill you the details later"

"Fine"

Soda look at the Shaman. The goblin woman walks at a slow pace, her bottom jiggling slowly as she walks. The Otlan smiles and use his ability on her, as he looks at her head.

'Telepa-!'

THUD!

Soda almost falls back, as he feels as his mind crash into an invisible wall. He stops and rubs his head with his hands. There isn't pain, but he got taken aback by the unexpected collision. Then, a warning pops up in his mind.

'Telepathy fail, The target's mind is too strong for your telepathy level and appears to be protected, please upgrade your abilities'

"What?..."

And then, Honma turns around, she stares at them in silence. For a moment, Soda thought that it was over. The expression on Honma face declare that she knew that something was off, and it makes the Otlan sweats cold at the possibility of Honma also having mental powers. But then, her expression changes and looks around.

"Mmmh, must have been the wind" She turns back to the road and continues walking.

To say Soda was relieve would be an understatement. Thank god that she didnt even notice. Another prayer to say to the Shepherds. He slowly stands up.

"What happened?" Aryss voice resonate in his head, and he crosses his arms.

"I dont know…her mind seems to be protected somehow… Maybe it's a characteristic of her magic, do you know how her Spiritual magic works?"

"No…sorry, after what happened with Cressa, i really don't care about magic,"

"I understand…Lets keep going, i'll thought of something later"

"Wait" Aryss stand, and Soda look back at her.

"Yes?"

"Why did you call me 'honey' back in our tent?"

"umm… its a cute nickname"

"A Cute…nickname?"

"Yes… You know, something cute to nickname you instead of just calling you Aryss or Gamu"

"Oh…I see"

"Is there a problem?"

"No…I like it…Honey" She smiles and continues her walk.

Such a cute goblin i have. Soda follows her.

The couple continue their way to the reunion, following the shaman goblin.

The introduction took place in the center of the tribe, in front of the chief tent. Thanks to the hole above in the cave, the area is illuminated with natural light, so it is warm. There's a tall bench in the middle of the place, in which Ferro is standing, and help him to capture the attention of the goblins. Cressa is on his left, with one hand on her staff. Upon his arrival, not only he could feel the mischievous look on Ferro's look and the contemplation of Cressa, but several eyes that lay on himself. Stares that showcase fear, interest and even hate on his persona. Whispers travel through the small crowd of goblins, questioning the sudden appearance of an otlan on their territory. Soda counted no more than 70, most of them now wearing animal pelts and small loincloths. The females covered their breasts with rags, some of them wore fox pelts on their backs and loincloth around their waists. The male goblins appear to wear loincloth and leather clothes, similar to armor, it gives a better vision of the tribe than the one that he had the night before. He couldn't recognize if there were more witches like Cressa or Honma. He also noticed that there were goblins that were plain out naked, and who appeared to have no shame on their nudity.

"We now have a new Ally with us, Soda The Otlan! He's the Magu of Aryss, so don't be afraid to approach him." Ferro talks and stands with such a grace. He wears a fox pelt on his back, and a small piece of loincloth that covers his pelvis. The loincloth resembles more of a piece of lingerie than anything else. The leader didn't seem to have any sense of shame, in fact, he seemed to like to look like that. "Do not fear him, our dear Cressa the Shadow Tamer has cast a spell to keep an eye on him."

Cressa nodded, and soft murmurs begin to surface in the goblins. Soda still hasn't felt any effect of the spell that the witch had cast on him. Could it have been a false spell? Soda thought. 

No, I doubt someone would have earned the nickname of "Shadow Tamer" just by using false spells… I shall not ignore that. 

"Give him a good welcome and be kind to him, you wouldn't want to bother this big guy" Ferro gives a small giggle and without further notice, he slaps Soda's ass. "Come on, don't be shy, say something"

Soda yelps and frowns at Ferro, who gives him a slight smile. Soda could feel how Aryss hand tightened around his, probably mad at the femboy chief. The otlan faces back at the crowd and tries to come up with some words. Never in his previous life did he had the opportunity to talk to a crowd of people, so he begins to feel a little nervous. His tongue tries to articulate a couple of words, but he feels all the goblin eyes staring at him. He feels a strange coldness in his body, not allowing him to speak as he trembles a bit. Yet, as he feels the warm hand of Aryss on his, he's reassured that there's no reason for him to be afraid. He has the company of a hot-headed goblin girl.

".... Good Morning Everyone, My Name is Soda Soichi… I'm an Otlan of the Lust Tribe. I've fallen in love with this wonderful goblin girl, and it will be a pleasure to live among you" He finishes quickly, as he puts one hand on his waist. He makes a small reverence, a reminiscence of his Japanese matters. 

The crowd didn't say anything, some of them continued to whisper and chat between them, constantly peaking at the nude Otlan. Soda felt strange, yet, he calm himself, he at least said something, even if it isn't much. He wondered how were the relationship of this goblins and other of the magical races in this world. It seems that they live in isolation, just interacting with other people when they go in ambushes… Which didn't also give many chances for them to speak with other people. Soda look back at the goblin and tries to give a warm smile to them. His gaze meet with others, some of them quickly avoiding him, but strangely, some others just look at his body. Soda didn't think his body was interesting. His body was average, some muscle, but not nearly enough to notice it. He look like a normal human being…Or Otlan, in his case. Of course, it's a hundred times better than his old, sick body, yet he doesn't understand why does it-

And then he realized. He looks down and find his dick hanging low between his legs. 

How can i be so stupid! Of course they are looking at me! 

Soda thought that maybe this was the first interaction of many of the goblins with another fantasy races… cock. He feels multiple stares of goblin women admiring it. Although it isn't erect, it has a respectable size. Those incubus genes surely did wonders in his new body. He wondered if some of them wanted to 'try it'...He wants to have a harem after all… But he also hasn't talk with Aryss about that…So he will just wait for the right moment. And it isnt the best time to tempt goblins with his large cock as part of his introduction.

"Okay, okay, that's it, you can go" Say the goblin chief "But don-

The crowd quickly disperses and runs to another area, where some smoke begins to rise. A faint smell reaches the otlan, a smell of grilled meat. Soda could feel his stomach crawl for some food, after all, he hasn't eaten anything since he appeared in that new world. He turns to say something to Aryss, but she quickly left and followed the crowd.

"Sorry! I'm starving!" She says as she run, trying to get ahead of the crowd.

"Can i leave, my chief?" Cressa says, speaking directly to Ferro.

"Sure, Soda, go with her…I'll call you latter, to give you some work"

"You…don't eat with them?"

"I eat before the meeting, no need to go with them" He says and then went back inside his tent, alongside his mother. Leaving Soda alone with Cressa. The goblin witch didn't seem to pay him any attention.

"Let's go, im not going to be the one who gets the leftovers" She says as she goes with the other goblins

"Okay…" Soda followed her, as his hunger begins to rise.

But as he leaves with Cressa, a couple of male goblins pass by his side. Their eyes met quickly, just for a moment, but it was enough for Soda to feel the discomfort on them. Whoever they are, it's clearly that they don't like him. They met with the chief and started to speak with him. Soda couldn't hear them, but Ferro's expression seemed to be bothered by their presence, and then, the 3 goblins entered to the tent, Honma following them. Soda wonders what could that mean…

There's only one way to find out.

Soda concentrates his mind energy and looks back at the chief. He wanted to eat, but this seemed to be more important. Maybe Ferro's mind is protected in the same strange way that Honma's mind is protected… But why not give it a try?

Telepathy!