This one, like some other previous Catrina pieces, is a touch suggestive but well written. And again, a lil language warning.

Turns out Catrina would get one more ally, one most had expected to end up with the Kingdom of Loathing, since he'd fought alongside with the KOKOL'ers in the third Live RP trip to the 8-bit lands. Wasn't to be, however.

Slight Language warning

Catrina lounged in the Gob King's throne, dressed in.. welll in a robe to be honest. She smiled at the half Orc that approached. "I'm glad to see you got cleaned up after making all that mess, stud." She purred and smirked at him. Sir Fumbles Falanges was slowly approaching the throne with a half smile on his lips as he wondered just what sort of meeting was about to take place. He had learned enough about his hostess to know that she was a bit wild. He was dressed in his simple armor which was by a covered set of vibrant green mage's robes. Sir Fumblies stops a few feet from the throne and then starts to bow in greeting. "It is amazing that the Goblins had the facilities I needed to get cleaned up after that mess." He stands back up without walling over as he keeps his eyes on her to judge a reaction.

Catrina laughed. "The goblins like their bitches dirty in mind and action only." She rose and sauntered over to him, the top of her robe falling open to show alot of cleavage. "I'm glad myself. Tongue bathing tends to attract crowds." Two other Felines- that Fumbles recognized from earlier days as Cattaras and Daisuke- moved into view from behind the throne, watching him as she came close, caressing his armored chest. "So... I've shown you some of the perks for working with us- what do you say?" Fumblies looked at her with a slightly amused smile on his lips as she caressed his armor.

"Well I would like to know just what my duties would be while I work for you?" Fumblies looked at the other two Felines behind Catrina while waiting for her to answer. He was sure that he would agree to working with the Felines but still he had a question or two that need answering. "And will my job entail me to be hunting Goblins?" Fumblies had no other job prospects so it was a pretty good deal that he would agree to working with her.

 
"For the moment I need you concentrating on our other enemies. Some day, if you are a good boy, I will let you slaughter all the gobline you want when the time comes." Catrina purred.
The purr caused Fumblies to shiver slightly as he takes a deep breath. He needed to know just who those enemies were in order to be better prepared. "And just who are you other enemies?"

Catrina's tail swished in a nonchalant sort of way. "We're expanding, hon. Growing in ways that the Goblins could only fap about. What we're doing in making it so that all the peoples of this land have competent leadership." She stepped away, pacing a bit. "Some that we have confronted will bow to us, many in relief that with us they will be able to throw off the yoke of the idiots who rule over them- like Gobbykins here, if you remember."

As she paced her claws expressed, and her fangs bared. "There are also those who, given the desirable choice of our leadership, will decide that their own leader's goals and ambitions are better for them and will not bow to us- these are our enemies!" Sir Fumblies nodded slowly as he took a deep breath as he had already chosen to join the Feline's forces. "Then my Queen what do my duties entail?" He started to drop to one knee as he looked towards the throne thoughtfully.

Catrina smiled evilly. "There's only one reason to kneel before me, hon. As to what your other duties are- they are to take our message to the peoples of this land, to welcome those who will join our cause- and for those who try to turn us aside... Well I'm sure you know what a predator does with it's prey?" She flashed a fangy smile as she imagined taking the throat of a certain distrustful prince.

Just then there was a burst of giggling, followed by a clang of metal and marching. Becky Joy lead a long line of Knob Goblin Elites up the hallway, as they repeatedly sung, "One and one and two is eight! We're all gonna get some cake!" It faded into the distance after a minute.

"We gave her a platoon? Who gave her a platoon?" Catrina stared at the empty hallway for a moment, the mood broken. "Wait... 'One and one and two is EIGHT'!?"

Fumblies stood up as he kept looking at the throne while he took a deep breath. Turning to look at Catrina he nodded signaling that he had heard her comment about kneeling. "Don't ask me I thought one and one and two was four but then again in Goblin Land who knows if that is the same. But when do I start and where do you want me to head first?"

Catrina nodded. "You start immediately- or at least in the morning. A bit of cleanup from a mistake made by my predecessor here- you will take a platoon of Elites and travel back to Seaside Town. There you will give aid to your former allies in the putting down of a zombie uprising." She then smirked. "Any of them that do not live up to their 'elite' status you are free to kill." Fumblies nodded slightly as he signaled his acceptance of the orders.

"Understood though is my understanding of their "elite" status based on any concrete things or on personal feelings?" This question was asked to avoid future misunderstandings.

Catrina thought a moment then shrugged. "Okay, don' t kill them- just kick their asses. That way I can leave it up to you." Fumblies nodded slowly and took a deep breath as he could live with those orders. Besides if spent enough time kicking his platton's asses, they would be whipped into shape and be able to meet his standards.

He grinned slightly as he looks at his new employer. "I can live with that my Queen." Fumblies stopped to wait for what would happen next.

Catrina smirked again, moving closer to him. "And if you serve me well in this I will have a reward for you when you return." She let her paw brush a certain place- causing Daisuke to let off a small growl. This caused her to giggle. "And now, if you'll pardon me, I need to discuss my 'motivational habits' with my mate." With that she turned to him- and he began to lead her off with a purr and linked tails. Fumblies watched her walk away then slowly turned leaving the throne room to take a look at the platoon that would be following his commands.

I got to slip the cute Becky Joy piece in, much to the delight of Catrina's handler. This did a solid job of establishing who Fumblie will be placing his loyalties to. We’re only a little ways into this mission, too. Highlights of the near future include a few surprising allies for Konall, Becky and Awakensun, a few crossovers and a zombie dragon!