I stood there frozen looking into the inquisitive yet fearful eyes of this tribe of goblins. They were wary, their eyes constantly scanning my movements, their hands instinctively reaching for crude weapons fashioned from bone and sharpened stone. They muttered amongst themselves in a guttural tongue I did not understand, yet I somehow felt the weight of their suspicion, the underlying current of fear that radiated from them. Their world was seemingly one of constant struggle, a perpetual fight for survival.
Then out of nowhere i heard a voice whispering in my ear clear and without any background interference. I turned to try and see who or what was speaking but was greeted by nothing.
The words the voice spoke shocking to me, "Welcome to our World Kenneth, we are happy that you are here. Your life was short and unremarkable on earth so we wished to give you a second chance here."
While taking in the voices words it quickly continued, "We have given you the legendary Scent of the Emperor. This makes you irresistible to female goblins and makes male goblins more docile and subservient. We hope you shall prove entertaining and worthwhile this time around."
As quickly as it came the voice had gone and left me with much to think about. I looked to see the goblins starting to smell the air and after doing so become more intrigued. I could see the many males of the tribe slowly easing up even though it seemed they didn't understand why.
Then a female braver than the rest came forward, slowly at first but it seemed as she smelled more of my she her approach hastened. Standing a little under chest height and with significantly softer features than her male counterparts, she had an aesthetic appeal. As she finally came within arms reach of me she stopped and started talking to her tribesmen seemingly giving the ok for the rest to approach closer.
I extended my hands out palms forward hoping that this sign on peace would be understood. It seems that it was as she began to inspect me closely, poking and prodding as if to ascertain my composition and structure. She then went on to smell my armpits, neck, and even crotch taking in what i could only assume to be this "Scent of the Emperor". She noticeably eased and even become flush as if being quite aroused by me.
Afterward the rest of the tribe made their approach still somewhat weary and apprehensive but having seen the apparent safety of their female tribesmen that continued. Eventually the near 200 members of this tribe came in turn doing their own examination of me, commenting to one another. They all relaxed and the first female began pulling me from the shadows which i was still standing and bringing me into their camp.
It quickly became apparent to me the sheer discrepancies between the numbers of the sexes. Besides the initial female that approached me it appeared to be merely one other in the entire tribe, though the this female was far more meek and shy than her counterpart. My alluring scent must have drew her out and one her over in the end as she was one of the last in the tribe to approach.
As i was brought the camp I could better appreciate the small size of the huts the tallest of which barely exceeded my height. They lead me to the largest hut of them all and seemingly gestured for me to enter. Inside laying on a low to the ground was an extremely old male goblin. If he were human id assume that he was at least in his 90s but i had yet to know their aging process.
He had rather shallow breathing followed by violent coughing fits. He extended his hand out to me beckoning me loser and closer. As i neared his bed he took a great and deep breath in, and he he exhaled his eyes opened wide and became noticeably dilatated. He weakly called to some goblins outside who quickly rushed in. They seemed to discuss in hushed tones about something periodically looking over to me.
After several minutes of hushed conversation the elder then closed his eyes and the goblins lead me out from the hut. One of the goblins who had entered the hut addressed the tribe in loud and clear voice. Whatever he was saying seemed to illicit a variety of reactions from the onlookers. After a period of time he finished talking and then lead me to a final hut near the outskirts of the camp where 2 cots were laid end to end and a bowl of water were presented to me. He then left into the now darkening outside and left me by my lonesome.
The cold pounded mud floors beneath my feet started creeping into my very bones. The night air started to develop a slight chill. I drew closed the linen flaps that framed the entrance to the hut and sat on the low to the ground cot contemplating what all had just happened to me today. I seemly awoke into a fantasy world, was discovered by a goblin tribe, and brought to stay within their camp. Oh, and i seemingly have this voice that told me i have the "Scent of the Emperor" like I'm just so confused.
I took a drink of the water from the bowl and then decided this was all too much to process right now. Maybe if I just go to sleep i will wake up back in my bed in the real world. So how though as laid down on the cots to sleep i had a strong feeling that this wasn't just some lucid dream but an all too real new reality.