"Oh, I'm fine. Just... fine" Breden replied, not really sure of what to say as he joined the smith, stepping inside as he was invited in. He didn't plan on entering, not wanting to watch as his chances to lie with Siwa slipped out of his hands once again, but he didn't want to say not to Koglan's invitation either.

Siwa marched forward into the kitchen area, confident that Koglan would accede to her wishes one way or another. The trick was making sure she didn't come off as overeager, and to be sure that he wasn't going to be too eager himself. While he was getting up there in years, Siwa was sure that the smith was still capable of siring children for another couple of years, and that he'd be capable of performing during the process, so to speak. Even so, she didn't want to do anything quite yet, and had to make that clear. This was for the future, not a statement of her wanting to do anything this instant.

"Who wouldn't want to come to watch a big, strong blacksmith do his work? You've contributed so much to our people over the years. Gods knows that our warriors wouldn't be nearly as good in battle without your iron weapons."

Breden couldn't help but to feel inadequate once again. He was only armed with stone armaments and could only dream of getting his hands on an iron dagger, let alone a spear. It wasn't that Koglan charged an arm and a leg for his work, but that he needed to be compensated for his time and materials. The village had to import iron from the rare merchants which came their way, or else scavenge iron tools and weapons from the woods. Breden had looked for such weapons before, but never had any luck. Of course, he knew that humans had other metals far beyond iron, such as steel, a very rare material for goblins. They couldn't even make steel themselves; it had to be bought from the humans. Other races in the area used materials he had never even heard of, let alone used in combat.  

Siwa continued her speech, knowing that flattery could only go so far. "I know that males don't know who sires whom. It's our way, and I wouldn't want to imagine kids running around this forge anyhow. Not safe. It's best that you continue your work alone. That said, no one lives forever. Wouldn't it be nice to have an apprentice to take on your duties when you're gone? I can help with that. Maybe he'll even have your blood, too." She gave a seductive grind of her hips, but kept her clothes firmly on. "That, and I'm sure I can give you a [i]very[/i] nice break from all this hard work, if you know what I mean."

Breden only heard Vos enter after Siwa gave her little speech.

"Oh, Vos! I didn't notice you there. Heh, Siwa has her way with males, but I don't think she's being charmed by anything. She's looking for sires - but not me - for her kids." Goblin females could have children in a litter from more than one father, depending on how many males they laid with, in part. If a female had a litter of four children, it was possible that two might be from one male and two from another. Of course, it was also possible that the ratio might differ based on luck, potency, and how often she 'saw' each male during a given time period. Even when goblin females had contact with only one male and thus had reason to know exactly who the one father was, the male played no real part in raising his kids, but if he could be reasonably sure they were his (a very rare occurrence), it wasn't uncommon for him to stop by with food and other gifts for the family.