Neither you nor your party listened to the warning. Despite being small and individually weak, goblins still posed a serious risk to any inexperienced adventurers, and now it was too late to listen. While it had gone well at first, you had soon become overwhelmed and, one by one defeated. Your female party members had all been killed in brutal ways, however as the only male member your fate would be different.

After being knocked unconscious by a heavy club blow to the back of your head, you woke up an indiscernible amount of time later in a makeshift cage, stripped of your clothes and weapons, surrounded on all sides by goblins eagerly licking their lips.

The goblins laugh at your pathetic attempt to hide in the corner of the cage and scoot closer together around you, leaving barely enough space for you to breathe. The largest female goblin among them steps forward, towering over your crouched form. She leans down until she's only inches away from your face and sniffs audibly before growling in what sounds like annoyance at your smell.

She straightens up again, glancing at her fingernails nonchalantly as if deciding whether or not to bother with them before cupping a hand around one of your testicles and roughly squeezing. "You're ours now, human," she rasps in the goblin language. "Get used to it." The pain radiates through your body, making you whimper softly.

The other goblins surrounding you continue to laugh and jeer

The goblins stare at your arm, their eyes widening in surprise and greed as they take in the markings of a dragon that adorn it. They hiss and hoot amongst themselves, jostling one another as if competing for dominance over who gets to claim you first. The chieftain's expression darkens at this display of disobedience before she casually backhands the closest offender into the dirt with a meaty slap that echoes through the cave.

"Silence!" she roars, her voice loud enough to make you flinch. "You will all have your turns with him once we decide who gets to be his first mate." Her gaze lingers on you for a moment before she nods curtly and motions for one of the other females to step forward. "Very well, Shrieka. Since you are the wisest among us

The goblins howl in outrage as you morph into a small dragon and escape your cage, scrambling up onto a ledge beneath the cave's ceiling. They throw crude spears and rocks at you, but miss their mark, much to their frustration. The chieftain watches impassively from where she stands, her expression unreadable.

"Pitiful human," she mutters under her breath before shouting out a command to several of her warriors. "Fetch him back here!" As the goblins obey, scurrying off in all directions to search for you, she narrows her eyes and begins to pace back and forth menacingly.

The chieftain spits on the ground before her when you challenge her with a raised head. "You'll come back with us willingly," she says between gritted teeth, "or we'll drag you back piece by bloody piece." Her words are laced with malice and threat as she glares up at you from where she stands below.

The chieftain's eyes narrow to dangerous slits at your defiance. "So be it," she snarls, and then barks out an order to her warriors, who surround the ledge you're on in seconds, shrieking insults and threats as they close in. The chieftain herself steps forward, raising a massive axe above her head, prepared to strike at anything that dares move too swiftly or try to protect you.

It seems your fate is sealed; either you surrender now and accept their will, or you fight and die trying.

The goblins grow even more enraged when they realize you've managed to slip past them and escape into a hidden cave entrance. Their shrieks of frustration fill the air as they frantically search for a way in after you, but it seems that your luck has held just long enough for now.

The chieftain, however, is far from defeated. She stands at the entrance to the cave mouth and screams curses in goblin and what sounds like ancient elven tongue both, threatening dire consequences should you ever be found again. Her eyes never leave your retreating form as she watches you disappear deeper into the darkness, leaving her goblins growling with frustration behind her.

For now, at least, you've managed to escape their clutches... but the question remains: how long can you remain hidden? And where will your next battle take you?

The chieftain snarls angrily when she hears your insolent words in the ancient elven tongue. "We'll find you, human!" she shrieks back before turning to face her enraged goblins. Her eyes flash with anger as she orders them to return to their duties, promising that you will pay dearly for such defiance when next they meet. With one last venomous glance in your direction, she stalks off into the darkness, leaving her furious subjects howling and clawing at the air in impotent rage.

The tunnel you've escaped down winds and turns, growing colder as you continue deeper underground. Eventually, it opens up into a larger cavern with many passageways branching off from it, all leading who knows where. At the center of the chamber is a small, still pool of water reflecting the dim light of glowworm

The glowing red eyes of the goblin chieftain meet yours in a challenge as you dare to speak to her. She growls lowly, "Why should I tell you anything? You're just another one of those humans we despise." Still, there is something about your gaze that holds her attention...perhaps it is your defiance or perhaps she simply enjoys the chance to gloat and belittle you.

"Very well," she finally says after a moment of consideration. "I will tell you one thing: We have been here for as long as any of us can remember. Our tribe has always lived beneath these caves, fighting off intruders like yourself who come to steal our food and kill our children." She spits on the ground beside her. "And we always will."

The goblin chieftain watches you warily as you speak of your imprisonment by humans and how they forced you to reveal the location of their lair. When you mention their hidden encampment, however, her expression hardens. "You expect me to believe that?" she growls, sounding almost insulted. "No human could have found us on their own."

She shrugs and turns away, muttering something under her breath about lying creatures before stalking off deeper into the cavern, her goblin warriors falling back in line behind her as they continue to explore the dark tunnels and search for prey.

The goblin chieftain narrows her eyes suspiciously as you reveal yourself to be a dragon in disguise. "And why do you care, dragon?" she asks sharply. "What business is it of yours where our lair lies or how we live?" Her voice hardens with distrust, and the other goblins near her growl threateningly as they sense the tension between the two of you.

The chieftain looks you up and down slowly, considering her next move. Finally, she hisses, "Fine. I will allow this...for now." Her gaze flickers to one side before returning to meet yours once more. "But don't think that means you can interfere with us, dragon. Or harm any of my people."