Breden nodded. "Yes, I'll take it to him today!" The dagger was in bad shape, possibly fit only to be scrapped. For a human smith, this would be almost beneath his notice, but for goblins, the loss of any metal weapons was something of a big deal, given how rare metalworking skills were among their kind, let alone access to metal in the first place. Perhaps it was different for goblin tribes who lived near mineral deposits, but this tribe wasn't one of them. Of course, there was the issue about magic, something Breden knew was beyond his or Koglan's skill level.
"Just one more thing, Griz. I think it would be best if I gave it to Koglan a bit later today. I have it on good authority that he's going to be busy with some very
important business right about now." The less said about the nature of this "business", the better.@BigPapaBelial
Siwa reached down and felt his arms and legs. There was nothing meant to be arousing or intimate about it, merely a check-up at this point. She could feel by the texture, tone, and firmness of his muscles that Koglan had been working himself too hard and too long. Even if he were much younger, his limbs would be near or at exhaustion at this point. While she couldn't cure exhaustion by simply rubbing, she could accelerate the natural process of recovery. The gobliness took his right calf and began to knead it. Holding his leg steady with one hand, she pressed down on his soleus muscle, moving her hand back and forth in an attempt to refresh the tired limb. Hopefully, this would help to flush out any waste products in his legs brought on by fatigue, although Siwa didn't know the specifics of it. All she knew is that it worked.
"How's this feel? I'll do all four of your limbs and maybe your neck, but this isn't part of some mating ritual. Normally, I'd want to jump into that, but you need to save your energy for when we're gonna do the act, okay?"