Lurk rubbed his head, somehow that one hurt. Sala might be hardening her fists, to counter his Iron head trait. Lurk froze as he opened his eyes again as he was now sitting up, Sala sitting next to him.

Naked.

Why was she naked, wait why is he naked and why are they sleeping together. Lurk stared at Sala his gaze slowly drifting down Salas body, Sala meanwhile was angrily staring back.

"Lurk should not scare Sala like that! Sala was trying to sleep!....Oh! are you Ok?!"

Sala chided on Lurk for rudely awakening her, suddenly remembering that Lurk had been unconscious ever since they fought Frel and he cut his own arm off, they had brought him back to the nest and placed him inside Frels sleeping area.

".. Yes .."

Lurk was still staring at the naked Sala but he managed to speak, she really did look like a normal human healthy, voluptuous, curvy woman. Sala leaned over towards Lurk staring at him oddly.

"Is Lurk sure? Lurk seems to be acting weird?"

"....Why are you nake.... No.. Where are we??" Lurk shook his head snapping out of it, he looked around, they were inside a cave this much he reckoned. Looking around he quickly guessed they were back, examining his surroundings he realized they were back in the Sun Soakers corridor/room, but it was at the end where Frel had his things, around a small bend in the corridor out of sight of the others.

Lurk and sala were laying on furs with a few baskets and bags up against the wall, a few makeshift looking weapons, also proper daggers and bows stacked up with their assortment of arrows.

".. Wait did you go back to the cave? Is that not dangerous? Would we not be killed for killing Frel?"

Lurk said as he put some furs over Salas nakedness, he needed to focus right now!.

Sala accepted being wrapped in the fur, her cheeks darkening as Lurk did this. But quickly she answered Lurks question.

"Well Frel was beaten by Lurk!, so now the Sun Soakers boss is you!" Lurk sighed, he was a little worried about what he should do when he killed Frel, but he also was worried that once he would cut his arm off to save himself from the poison. That maybe Aurk would kill him to take the position.

Aurk was after all a rather imposing goblin with great deal of strength, as the battle with the kobolds and gnolls proved to Lurk. Hell he shot a bow while having a slightly crippled arm AND missing a eye! During the battle he was actually worried that Frel might have been extremely strong, since he had managed to keep Aurk submissive. But from what he understood it seemed he had broken Aurk, by stealing his prize and crippling him.

Lurk looked at his arm, the stump had many little bumps that were discolored apart from his regular skin. Small patches of darkened skin seemingly stretched from a bit up his arm, with visible veins wrapped around the stump. He could tell it was only a tiny bit healed longer than from where he cut it off. The regeneration spell had luckily made it possible for him to disregard the issue of having to cut his arm off.

He was unsure if the spell could heal his arm and hand back, but the spell seemed to be able to do it when he checked the description. It would require a lot of castings though he could guess from how little it had reformed.

"Uhm.. Ok.. But why are you here... Naked?"

Lurk blushed a bit looking away, he was hoping that she did not force herself on him, while he was unconscious, he doubted goblins had much restraint. Knowing Sala if she wanted something she might just take it when the opportunity was there.

Sala opened her eyes wide at seeing Lurk blush and look awkward, she was baffled by how he was acting and it made her face hot from him being like this.

"Aurk told Sala that in order to help with the poison. Sala needed to be up close against you, skin to skin! It helped your body to fight the poison! Sala's body saved Lurk! So do not forget it!"

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Sala looked proud and victorious over this achievement, having been told by Aurk that the poison was incredibly dangerous and he had never seen a human survive it. It helped that Lurk had cut his arm off. But he could see that lurks body was still thrashing in pain while they carried him back.

Lurk thought about what he heard, he had seen science reports of primitive people doing something along this line. But mostly dealing with fevers and other such ailments, whether it worked or not. He could not remember it being done against poison. He checked the Menu and saw that he indeed had created a new spell in his unconscious state. It reminded him of Mercia during her stasis spell. But he did not cast anything like that.

The Menu flashed bringing up the new trait

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[Blood Line Manipulation]

The Progenitor can access his bloodline to create templates or change old templates into new configurations, to either change his own structure to use [Metamorphosis] and apply to himself or to apply to any Direct Blood Line members. This tool can show various effects from the structure the Progenitor picks in a target and how it will appear in its various stages of growth.

Can be activated which will induce a meditative state.

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("... I have control over my body's genetic structure?.. And my Direct Blood line members?? I could see my body in that dream but it seemed a lot more metaphysical than physical effects. Like skills? how is that genetic?. But wait can i use this on .. Others too ??.. He need to check this out later..")

".. Ok .. Thank you Sala for saving me.. " Lurk did not feel like taking away her achievement, since she looked proud of herself and using her body to beat a impossibly strong poison.

Sala turned slightly away with dark cheeks

".. You are strange!! " But then Sala suddenly flipped back pushing forward at Lurk causing him to fall back

"What? what?!" Lurk tried to shield himself as Sala had leaned forward fast against him, staring angrily at him.

"Who says thanks!? You are weird! Weak!... But you are not weak!. You beat Frel! The gnoll! So easily!, but you faked against Sala!!!" The anger was back in Salas eyes.

"But.. I did not want to hurt Sala with magic! We were just training!.. Well ... And i was unsure if i could managed Frel! or even if i needed to!"

Sala stared at Lurk quietly for a while after he said his piece. She had slipped out of the furs in her rush forward again. Once more exposing her chest to Lurk, but he was in panic mode from Sala, so he had not had the time to stare yet.

"Hmpf!. Well! now that Sala knows Lurk is this strong, it is good enough!"

"Eh?.. Good enough?" Lurk cocked a eyebrow, slowly realizing Sala's state of undress.

"Yes! Sala will become Lurks breeding sow!"

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"What?!"

Lurk had dropped his jaw and was staring flabbergasted at Sala, who's eyes were more determined that he had ever seen them be before. Also from hearing the word -breeding sow- it sounded horribly demeaning, but Sala was grinning with dark cheeks like she had just claimed a prize.

"Of course! Sala had been chosen by Frel to be his future breeding sow! but he was banned from doing so! Sala wanted someone strong to make spawnlings with! But Sala did not like Frel! But now that you are a Shaman!, You can claim any breeding sow!"

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"... Wait so you like me?" Lurk asked with a odd face.

Sala's cheeks flared up and she began shaking slightly, her eyes glowing, her fist tightening up making a audible sound of knuckles cracking and veins bulging on her arm and hand.

*BONK!*

[Tougness] Raise +0.4

"I never said i liked you!!!"

Sala hit Lurk hard on his head, and turned away in a huff. The furs falling down off her body away completely.

Lurk rubbed his head again gritting his teeth. Opening his eyes seeing Sala's back and body sitting there looking all annoyed, she had a good firm body as she was incredibly strong. Lurk could not deny she was pretty and right now he felt she was super cute acting all bashful about something simple like that, but being able to boldly demand being his -breeding sow- urgh that term did not sound good...

Sala mumbled annoyed, as she suddenly felt a arm wrap around her and Lurks body resting up against hers. Pulling her closer against him, she could suddenly feel her heart pounding away and body turning hot, as Lurk held her against his body.

"...Well... I do like you..." Lurk said leaning his head closer to her ear. She slowly turned around and looked at his purple glowing eyes. Before slowly laying down on the furs with him.

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Lurk woke up, instantly feeling sweaty and sticky... Sala was laying beside him looking extremely worn out and disheveled but with a wide silly grin on her face. Lurk thought it would be a ordeal for her considering that goblins had one part of the anatomy still retain normal human size. But it was no problem at all.

Lurk could also not have done anything about it if he wanted to have stopped. Once they were entangled on the furs his ravenous trait kicked in and they kept at it for a hour at least over multiple sittings... But Sala seemed to be able to take it. Lurk smiled feeling rather good and pleased about his accomplishment, when Menu suddenly butted in flooring him completely

[Please pick a name for your First Spawn]

+2 Family Bloodline Points

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