29.3ᴘᴀᴛʀᴇᴏɴ.ᴄᴏᴍ/sᴛʀᴀᴛᴏᴛʜʀᴀx

The Elf-sheep wobbled over to this.

"Oh! My clothes!! My precious stylish clothes! Oh, how I have missed you!"

She quickly snatched up a pair of shorts and wiggled into them and grabbed up a jacket and a few other things. She threw a pair of blankets at the pregnant women as Rain pulled on her chain and moved onto the next stall.

He had to stop as he entered as the stall was dominated by a very large and very pregnant pure blood Lamia, a human-like upper body with red hair and a green scaled serpentine lower body.

A snake tail coiled around his stomach and pulled him forward playfully.

"Oh? What's this? Did the little Gobbos send me a new toy to play with? They could have at least cleaned you first, tch. Though these muscles, this build, ooh this isn't bad at all," said the Lamia, as she ran the tip of her tail over his body.

"If you don't remove your tail you're going to lose it snake."

"Ohoho! He's a spicy one! I likey!"

"You uh, know what I said about certain species dealing with captivity better than others..." said the Elf-sheep giving Rain the side eye.

Rain grabbed the Lamia's tail which was trying to fondle his rear and threw it aside.

The Lamia had a significantly nicer stall than the others, an actual bed was in one corner as well as several trays of different foods, also unlike the other she had clothes, nice clothes. She was still collared and chained however.

"I'm here to take you home, you don't have to stay here any longer," said the Elf-sheep.

"Ah, really? That's good I suppose. How about a little roll around in the sack first though?"

"No." said Rain.

"Aw. But we could have fun!"

"Still No."

Rain grabbed her chain and hauled it from the wall then handed it to the Elf-sheep and started to make his way out, ex-prisoners in tow.

"What about you sheepy? I can do things with my tail that would make your fluff frazzle and your toes curl."

The Elf-sheep jumped as the tip of the Lamia's tail ran up her leg.

"Erm! I-I'm okay, th-thankyou for the offer though. I'm on the job and that would count as fraternization in the workplace, sorry!"

"Blegh. You're no fun."

"Aren't you at all worried about your pregnancy?"

"Oh, this? No, Lamia have the easiest pregnancies in the world, and all the little cutie Lamia-gobbos that come out make it more than worth it."

"Uhhh…" said the Elf-sheep her eyes drifting to Rain's blood covered back.

"I'll have to say goodbye before we leave, they are so precocious and care so much for me, this really has been a wonderful experience, really broadened my horizons. I had no idea tribal monsters had become quite so civilized, why some of the things we experimented with in the bedroom would boggle the mind of Lamia high society. I will have quite the tale to tell when I return, and some rather fun demonstrations!"

"I already spoke to your offspring! They said they were happy to have a mother like you and wished you well but wouldn't be able to meet you!" blurted the Elf-sheep.

"Oh? That's sad, I wanted to say goodbye," pouted the Lamia.

"It happens," said the Elf-sheep soothingly. "Sometimes stuff comes up. Don't worry though I'm sure they will keep you in their hearts, and you know you can always send them a letter or something!"

"You think so?"

They emerged back into the light of the cavern and began walking through the grassy clearing. As they did so a red-scaled Kobold emerged from the treeline dragging a Goblin body by the arms. He pulled it across the grass and put it by a growing collection of Goblins, as of yet there were no Lamia-goblins visible to the Elf-sheeps relief.

"I didn't think you were serious about eating them all…"

"I like eating, particularly levelers." He eyed the Elf-sheep's body.

"I don't count! And hey, why don't you eat the Kobold?"

"He works for me, I doubt he's happy about it though. Opal, another, is more like my partner, a Goblin. She's more ruthless than I am, she won't like that I'm letting you go, she'd want me to eat you."

"Partner? She wants to work with you?"

"Very much so, and more than work." He gave her a wolfish grin.

"Huh. That's uh, brave... little bit reckless, just saying."

Rain gave her a flat look.

"Wolves don't lose sleep over the opinions of sheep."

Soon they were walking below the foliage of the tree line and they passed by several Harpy-goblin corpses until they passed the corpse of the Queen Harpy. She had survived a little while impaled on the Inquisitor's sword and had dragged herself over to slump against a tree before she had expired.