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Lilia The Succubus
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- Nov 22, 2019
This place gonna be the place to find all them Lilia stories!
Lilia's just a simple ordinary succubus. If ordinary succubi were cheerful, easily excited, and clumsy!
Little is known about Lilia. How she was born, where she came from, and why exactly she is here. Usually, people give it no mention as they quickly find Lilia's actions themselves to be quite entertaining and distracting.
She was found by a priest who discovered her on the doorsteps of a quiet church. Bundled up in a basket filled with straw, she had nothing with her except a towel tied in the form of a diaper and a parchment that had but one word, Lilia. However, as much as the priest wanted to cherish her and raise her as his own, he knew the complications of keeping a demoness in a holy facility. This, along with the struggles that the church had with keeping their reputation up against other competing members, pushed the priest to bring Lilia to a monster orphanage in hopes that they would be able to raise the small girl in better conditions than the church could have ever provided. (The priest would later become a philosopher, desperate to find facts that would explain the occurrence of a demon left by the doors of religion. His conclusion: A cruel prank.)
Life in the orphanage wasn't as bad as most movies would show you. Sure, it's based off of something, but it definitely wasn't based off of Lilia. Lilia had the time of her life there! She learned how to speak from the other children and swiftly began to adjust to her life in Hilma's Home for Motherless Monsters. There, however, was limited knowledge of demonic creatures at that time, so faculty and staff struggled to keep up with Lilia's learning habits and unrivaled energy. She was constantly bouncing off of walls and running around the place. It was hard for them to fathom that she never actually ate. How could such an energetic creature be so excited? They assumed she simply never needed food. What they came to find was a shock to all of the people in the orphanage. Lilia had the traits of a succubus! It was extremely hard to believe since almost all accounts of succubi frequently noted their lack of concern for others and almost sadistic demeanor. Lilia simply seemed like a demon with the brain of a dog. She even panted like one.
Regardless, they soon found out that Lilia, being a premature succubus, would not need to feed until she became of age. When that would be, they did not know, so they continued to nurture her for years to come. All in all, Lilia continued to prove to be a mysterious being to take care of, bringing up questions that constantly kept Hildartna up late at night. But this was probably the best home the growing succubus could have ever asked for, so they continued to nurture her, both for her benefit and theirs.
Something they did notice was that after 25 years, she had grown about as much as a 4 year old human would have. Confused as to whether or not she should be allowed to be released after 18 years of age, they decided to keep her to protect her from the outside world until she seemed ready both physically and mentally.
Fast forward about a hundred years (and a few decades) and having grown to about the size of an adult human, and Lilia was just about ready to explore the world. At least, in her mind she was. She had grown up over the years, watching her friends grow up and leave the orphanage, and seeing her caretakers bite the dust one after another. Though, no matter how painful each departure was, Lilia never showed it, constantly smiling and bringing joy to the next bundle of children and adults alike.
Packing up her things despite the protests of many of the caretakers at Hilda's, Lilia gave everyone a loving kiss as she departed and ventured outwards toward the mysterious world outside, ready to tackle anything that came her way.
Little is known about Lilia. How she was born, where she came from, and why exactly she is here. Usually, people give it no mention as they quickly find Lilia's actions themselves to be quite entertaining and distracting.
She was found by a priest who discovered her on the doorsteps of a quiet church. Bundled up in a basket filled with straw, she had nothing with her except a towel tied in the form of a diaper and a parchment that had but one word, Lilia. However, as much as the priest wanted to cherish her and raise her as his own, he knew the complications of keeping a demoness in a holy facility. This, along with the struggles that the church had with keeping their reputation up against other competing members, pushed the priest to bring Lilia to a monster orphanage in hopes that they would be able to raise the small girl in better conditions than the church could have ever provided. (The priest would later become a philosopher, desperate to find facts that would explain the occurrence of a demon left by the doors of religion. His conclusion: A cruel prank.)
Life in the orphanage wasn't as bad as most movies would show you. Sure, it's based off of something, but it definitely wasn't based off of Lilia. Lilia had the time of her life there! She learned how to speak from the other children and swiftly began to adjust to her life in Hilma's Home for Motherless Monsters. There, however, was limited knowledge of demonic creatures at that time, so faculty and staff struggled to keep up with Lilia's learning habits and unrivaled energy. She was constantly bouncing off of walls and running around the place. It was hard for them to fathom that she never actually ate. How could such an energetic creature be so excited? They assumed she simply never needed food. What they came to find was a shock to all of the people in the orphanage. Lilia had the traits of a succubus! It was extremely hard to believe since almost all accounts of succubi frequently noted their lack of concern for others and almost sadistic demeanor. Lilia simply seemed like a demon with the brain of a dog. She even panted like one.
Regardless, they soon found out that Lilia, being a premature succubus, would not need to feed until she became of age. When that would be, they did not know, so they continued to nurture her for years to come. All in all, Lilia continued to prove to be a mysterious being to take care of, bringing up questions that constantly kept Hildartna up late at night. But this was probably the best home the growing succubus could have ever asked for, so they continued to nurture her, both for her benefit and theirs.
Something they did notice was that after 25 years, she had grown about as much as a 4 year old human would have. Confused as to whether or not she should be allowed to be released after 18 years of age, they decided to keep her to protect her from the outside world until she seemed ready both physically and mentally.
Fast forward about a hundred years (and a few decades) and having grown to about the size of an adult human, and Lilia was just about ready to explore the world. At least, in her mind she was. She had grown up over the years, watching her friends grow up and leave the orphanage, and seeing her caretakers bite the dust one after another. Though, no matter how painful each departure was, Lilia never showed it, constantly smiling and bringing joy to the next bundle of children and adults alike.
Packing up her things despite the protests of many of the caretakers at Hilda's, Lilia gave everyone a loving kiss as she departed and ventured outwards toward the mysterious world outside, ready to tackle anything that came her way.
Lilia arrived in the small, quiet town of Beoford at midnight, left as a baby on the steps of the local church in a small, woven basket. Tightly wrapped in a warm blanket, Lilia slept soundly until the next morning when the only priest inside was prompted outside by the cries of a hungry baby.
She was brought before the town in a meeting, many wondering if she was left by someone in the small population or by a nighttime passerby. Whilst everyone mumbled amongst themselves, the owner of the local tavern, Rugorth, offered to take care of the child, his voice bellowing above the rest of the townsmen. He was a large, middle-aged man with no children of his own. The town sympathized, and soon Lilia was under his care.
Growing up was as eventful as any other childhood. Lilia, too young to work, mingled with the tavern's patrons. She learned about wondrous sights, fantastical adventures, and tales of fantasy that fueled her wild imagination. When she was let out onto the street, she was often the center of other children's attention, retelling the same stories to the best of her ability.
Disaster struck when one of the children found out about Lilia's wings and tail and mentioned it to their parents. Word spread quickly, the parents forbade their children from playing with Lilia, and many families formed nasty rumors about Rugorth because he never announced it. Lilia was heartbroken, immediately shunned by the town and left to wonder by herself. A mere child, she assumed the worst, hating herself and her appendages. She locked herself in her room, and life went on.
Rugorth slowly tugged Lilia from her room after a few nights of consoling her through her door. She got hungry, too, and the simple-minded succubus easily dismissed her sadness in favor of food.
With nothing to do outside and being tall enough to see over the tables, Lilia was tasked with being a waitress. Her wings had grown larger than before, so she was forced to wear an open-back apron. Travelers took interest in Lilia even more and often helped speculate answers to her mysterious birth. Lilia still believed she had come out of Rugorth's nose when he sneezed, a story he told her was 100% the truth.
Lilia's increased interaction with the patrons allowed her to learn more, picking up knowledge of magic from wizards and sorcerers and learning the basics of instruments from bards. She did her best to apply those skills, practicing her music during the night (much to Rugorth's annoyance), making attempts to conjure fireballs (usually fizzles that garnered cheers from drunk patrons), and all in all, skirting tables during work as she gained more and more knowledge. Knowledge that didn't stick with her fell away, but her tail learned a few things about swordsmanship. Yes, she has a sentient tail!
The villagers realized the detriments of boycotting the tavern, and many of the old patrons soon returned. They were pleasantly surprised to find the ever joyful and curious Lilia was still the same, despite the rumors and gossip that had circulated.
Word got around Beoford that a certain cute demoness was waiting tables at the local tavern, performing music on stage, and doing small displays of spells. Lilia's old friends came back, some mothers got angry, some mothers visited Lilia. The increased patronage put a lot of stress on the tavern, and Lilia did her best to keep up. She proved to the townsfolk that she wasn't a monster that should've been outcast. She was a hard worker that didn't have ill will towards anything. But in Lilia's head, she just wanted to get all the orders finished, so that she could learn more from the customers.
At the end of the day, about half of the building was still occupied, though quieter with much of everyone's energy spent enjoying the booming business and crowded tables. Lilia got a chance to relax, getting a boost of energy when told there might be new stories to tell.
The usual frequenters pestered Rugorth, teasing that Lilia had taken ownership of the tavern by doing more work in a day than he had in years. He ran the bar, how hard could that be, they guffawed. Rugorth chuckled to himself, admiring the hardworking succubus, no, his daughter, and how she had grown to be a well-respected member of Beoford.
Weeks later, the sign above the tavern was renovated to the design of a crossed fork and knife, surrounded by a pair of wings and a coiled tail. Rugorth displayed it to Lilia as her birthday present, and she cried tears of joy. Rugorth's small unnamed tavern had evolved to a recognized landmark of the town that celebrated a single waitress who had been discriminated against but worked her succubutt off. That same day, Lilia was promoted from waitress to performer, utilizing her skills learned throughout the years, to entertain future patrons and newcomers.
And thereby ending the story of a succubus in a tavern, and beginning the adventure of Lilia outside of Beoford, learning and growing forever and ever.
She was brought before the town in a meeting, many wondering if she was left by someone in the small population or by a nighttime passerby. Whilst everyone mumbled amongst themselves, the owner of the local tavern, Rugorth, offered to take care of the child, his voice bellowing above the rest of the townsmen. He was a large, middle-aged man with no children of his own. The town sympathized, and soon Lilia was under his care.
Growing up was as eventful as any other childhood. Lilia, too young to work, mingled with the tavern's patrons. She learned about wondrous sights, fantastical adventures, and tales of fantasy that fueled her wild imagination. When she was let out onto the street, she was often the center of other children's attention, retelling the same stories to the best of her ability.
Disaster struck when one of the children found out about Lilia's wings and tail and mentioned it to their parents. Word spread quickly, the parents forbade their children from playing with Lilia, and many families formed nasty rumors about Rugorth because he never announced it. Lilia was heartbroken, immediately shunned by the town and left to wonder by herself. A mere child, she assumed the worst, hating herself and her appendages. She locked herself in her room, and life went on.
Rugorth slowly tugged Lilia from her room after a few nights of consoling her through her door. She got hungry, too, and the simple-minded succubus easily dismissed her sadness in favor of food.
With nothing to do outside and being tall enough to see over the tables, Lilia was tasked with being a waitress. Her wings had grown larger than before, so she was forced to wear an open-back apron. Travelers took interest in Lilia even more and often helped speculate answers to her mysterious birth. Lilia still believed she had come out of Rugorth's nose when he sneezed, a story he told her was 100% the truth.
Lilia's increased interaction with the patrons allowed her to learn more, picking up knowledge of magic from wizards and sorcerers and learning the basics of instruments from bards. She did her best to apply those skills, practicing her music during the night (much to Rugorth's annoyance), making attempts to conjure fireballs (usually fizzles that garnered cheers from drunk patrons), and all in all, skirting tables during work as she gained more and more knowledge. Knowledge that didn't stick with her fell away, but her tail learned a few things about swordsmanship. Yes, she has a sentient tail!
The villagers realized the detriments of boycotting the tavern, and many of the old patrons soon returned. They were pleasantly surprised to find the ever joyful and curious Lilia was still the same, despite the rumors and gossip that had circulated.
Word got around Beoford that a certain cute demoness was waiting tables at the local tavern, performing music on stage, and doing small displays of spells. Lilia's old friends came back, some mothers got angry, some mothers visited Lilia. The increased patronage put a lot of stress on the tavern, and Lilia did her best to keep up. She proved to the townsfolk that she wasn't a monster that should've been outcast. She was a hard worker that didn't have ill will towards anything. But in Lilia's head, she just wanted to get all the orders finished, so that she could learn more from the customers.
At the end of the day, about half of the building was still occupied, though quieter with much of everyone's energy spent enjoying the booming business and crowded tables. Lilia got a chance to relax, getting a boost of energy when told there might be new stories to tell.
The usual frequenters pestered Rugorth, teasing that Lilia had taken ownership of the tavern by doing more work in a day than he had in years. He ran the bar, how hard could that be, they guffawed. Rugorth chuckled to himself, admiring the hardworking succubus, no, his daughter, and how she had grown to be a well-respected member of Beoford.
Weeks later, the sign above the tavern was renovated to the design of a crossed fork and knife, surrounded by a pair of wings and a coiled tail. Rugorth displayed it to Lilia as her birthday present, and she cried tears of joy. Rugorth's small unnamed tavern had evolved to a recognized landmark of the town that celebrated a single waitress who had been discriminated against but worked her succubutt off. That same day, Lilia was promoted from waitress to performer, utilizing her skills learned throughout the years, to entertain future patrons and newcomers.
And thereby ending the story of a succubus in a tavern, and beginning the adventure of Lilia outside of Beoford, learning and growing forever and ever.
You've only just recently begun your journey to explore the world, but you are already the farthest you've ever been from home. In the past you were warned that if you leave too far from town, you might start to encounter dangerous creatures or criminals. Before you left, you were told to stick to the roads while traveling. Though not without danger, they are much better than the vast and wide wilderness. So far you haven't seen any hint of danger... that is until now. Up ahead, just around the bend, you can hear angry shouting from two individuals.
Lilia's ears perk up, picking out the sound of a heated argument further down the road. With the trees placed in the nook of the road, Lilia was pretty much camouflaged from the two individuals. Lilia wants more info, however, so for the first time on her recently started fantastical adventure, Lilia steps off the path and attempts to wiggle into the trees to get a closer look. Sneak sneak~
As you peek through the foliage, you see two small humanoid creatures. One, with pale green skin, and the other reddish brown scales. The two of them screeched over one another while standing over a fallen bird. The large and round bird had two arrows in it. Both creatures each had a crudely fashioned bow and a quiver of arrows on their backs. They were so focused on each other, neither noticed the sneaky Lilia. Their arguing was indeed in common, and now that Lilia was close enough, she could hear them. "You couldn't hit an ogre holding a target!" the green one jeered. "Then how did my arrow end up in there!" the other replied as he reached for the bird. Before he could pick it up, the green one shoved him away and they began to shout at each other some more.
Lilia squints her eyes, trying to discern the two creatures apart. Had she seen them in a book before? She tries to wrack her brain for memories or images. Maybe a past experience, maybe a picture book. From the looks of it, they seem to be arguing over the bird. They were fighting for ownership? Lilia tilts her head. How odd. Lilia never had to fight for food.
You've heard warnings of these creatures. One is a goblin, the other a kobold. In this area, they are each known to be a simple, barbaric people. They are known to be quick to violence and easily irritable. They often attack other races, not viewing those different from them as 'people' or on the same level as people. Likewise, many consider them each to be monsters, and not just humans. However, you also know that not all of these creatures are bandits or murderers. Many of them survive off of the land as hunter gatherers.
These things are known to be true of both their races. Despite being very similar, they don't get along. Perhaps it is because they are too similar and they often find themselves competing for resources, not unlike these two right here.
Lilia bites her lip. "Uwaa... This is no good..." The problem-free life of the succubus has encountered its first trial. She whimpers for a few seconds longer, contemplating what to do. Eventually, she decides to leave the safety of the trees and attempt to get the attention of the two by flapping her hand at them. "H-hey!" She calls out, not too loud to scare them, but not a whisper either.
"Whaug?" The kobold was startled as he had to turn around to see who it was that was calling to them. The goblin seemed to notice you as you began to come forward, so he was a bit less suprised. "Who? Who you?" He screeched defensively as he took a step back. The kobold postioned himself so that both you and the gobiln were in his field of vision.
Lilia squeaked, startled. "Eep! Yes yes! It's Lilia!" She raised both hands up above her head in defense and fear. "L-Lilia just wanted to know what you two were arguing about!!" She explained. "Lilia doesn't like mad people, and and, Lilia believes that everyone can be happy!" She kept her eyes squinted and her head tucked next to her arms. She rarely had anyone scream at her, let alone screech.
"Eh? Wha... Ah?" The goblin grunted and groaned as he listened as if he found it hard to understand, but after listening he seemed to get it. The kobold kept his jaw shut and eyed the two cautiously. Neither had their bows pointed at anyone just yet, but the kobold's fingers tightly held an arrow rested against his bow. When he had heard what she said, he spoke up first. "This goblin is trying to steal my rightful kill!" he shouted. "He lies, I am the hunter of this foul!" the goblin shouted louder.
Lilia lowered her arms as she listened to their argument once more. When she had fully uncovered her face, she stared at the two again. "U-um... You are fighting over food??" She inquired, her pitch rising near the end to signal her disbelief. Lilia had never heard of a fight for food. Shaking her head, Lilia stammered, "W-wait... You two are fighting over who k-killed the bird? M-maybe you can look at the arrow and see who's arrow it is!" Lilia nodded in approval of her own ingenius. "Yes yes. You can look at the arrow to see who gets the birdy!"
"That is my arrow!" they both shouted as they each pointed to an arrow in the bird. Seems there were two different arrows in the bird. They either shot it at near the same time, or the bird didn't die from the first arrow.
Lilia bit her lip once more. A dilemma. How would she be able to discern which arrow had hit first? There was no way for little Lilia to know for sure. She huffed. "This no good..." she commented, shaking her head. "Okay okay, Lilia think you two are good at shooting, yes yes? And and who would you say is the best shooter?" She giggled mischievously.
"Huh?" The kobold questioned this at first, but the goblin immediately shouted out. "Me! Me! I am best with bow!" the goblin hopped up and down, raising his hand. "What? No, I am the better shot!" the kobold began to protest. "What was that?" They looked to each other angirly.
" So how about a competition?" She giggled. She had devised a devious plan. "The goal is to shooooot..." she looked around for a target. "That tree!" She pointed to a tree not 15 meters away. It was an easy target. An amateur might probably hit it as well. "However, there's a catch! Whoever hits it first may call themselves the better archer! But the other person will get the fowl in return! It's an even trade! You're either the better archer or you have food!~"
"What? Huh?" The both of them seemed confused by your logic, and probably logic in general.
"Huh... Uh... Er, okay... That's smart... That sounds like what a smart person would say, and I'm smart so I agree..." The goblin declared loudly, but the kobold scratched his head and then squinted his eyes. "Hmm... fine then... You tell us when to shoot and we will have competition..." the kobold nodded his head and then began looking to the tree, taking a step away to make sure he had a clear shot. The goblin also hurriedly got into position... then he looked to the kobold, and took a slight step forward, closer to the tree. "..." They then waited for the signal to begin.
Lilia moved away to give them room. Raising her arm, she instructed them on when to start. "Okiedokie! On the count of 3! 1! 2! 3!" She shouted, dropping her arm in the process.
The goblin fired right before the signal, on the count of two, and the kobold shot after that. They both hit the target, but the kobold was last. "Aha! I am better shot!" the goblin cheered. "You cheated!" the kobold shrieked, and once again the two began to argue.
Lilia snickered softly. "Heehee! Okiedokie! Mr. Goblin is better shot! But that means Mr. Kobold gets the birdy! " she grabbed the corpse and passed it to the kobold. "Besides, since Mr. Goblin is such a good shot, surely he can shoot many birds if he wanted~" She winked devilishly.
The kobold seemed very upset that the goblin had cheated, but when Lilia offered him the bird, he seemed to forget it. He snatched the fowl from Lilia and clutched it to his chest. "Wah... Ah... Yes... Yes I can catch many birds... since I am best shot!" the goblin seemed reluctant at first, but he gave in to Lilia's smooth talking. "Go on... Take, take... I, best archer, will go find new prey!" the goblin puffed out his chest and declared proudly.
Lilia smiled, crouching down to bring the two together. "Now, no more fighting, okiedokie? And and, maybe try not to hunt in the same area next time, sillies!~" She giggled once more before standing up and preparing to leave.
The two were reluctant to be brought closer to one another, but they both blushed slightly as Lilia took them under her arms. "..." When the hug was over, they turned their backs to one another and threw up their snouts. "Hmph," with just that, and no blood shed they parted ways and Lilia was free to do the same.
Lilia's ears perk up, picking out the sound of a heated argument further down the road. With the trees placed in the nook of the road, Lilia was pretty much camouflaged from the two individuals. Lilia wants more info, however, so for the first time on her recently started fantastical adventure, Lilia steps off the path and attempts to wiggle into the trees to get a closer look. Sneak sneak~
As you peek through the foliage, you see two small humanoid creatures. One, with pale green skin, and the other reddish brown scales. The two of them screeched over one another while standing over a fallen bird. The large and round bird had two arrows in it. Both creatures each had a crudely fashioned bow and a quiver of arrows on their backs. They were so focused on each other, neither noticed the sneaky Lilia. Their arguing was indeed in common, and now that Lilia was close enough, she could hear them. "You couldn't hit an ogre holding a target!" the green one jeered. "Then how did my arrow end up in there!" the other replied as he reached for the bird. Before he could pick it up, the green one shoved him away and they began to shout at each other some more.
Lilia squints her eyes, trying to discern the two creatures apart. Had she seen them in a book before? She tries to wrack her brain for memories or images. Maybe a past experience, maybe a picture book. From the looks of it, they seem to be arguing over the bird. They were fighting for ownership? Lilia tilts her head. How odd. Lilia never had to fight for food.
You've heard warnings of these creatures. One is a goblin, the other a kobold. In this area, they are each known to be a simple, barbaric people. They are known to be quick to violence and easily irritable. They often attack other races, not viewing those different from them as 'people' or on the same level as people. Likewise, many consider them each to be monsters, and not just humans. However, you also know that not all of these creatures are bandits or murderers. Many of them survive off of the land as hunter gatherers.
These things are known to be true of both their races. Despite being very similar, they don't get along. Perhaps it is because they are too similar and they often find themselves competing for resources, not unlike these two right here.
Lilia bites her lip. "Uwaa... This is no good..." The problem-free life of the succubus has encountered its first trial. She whimpers for a few seconds longer, contemplating what to do. Eventually, she decides to leave the safety of the trees and attempt to get the attention of the two by flapping her hand at them. "H-hey!" She calls out, not too loud to scare them, but not a whisper either.
"Whaug?" The kobold was startled as he had to turn around to see who it was that was calling to them. The goblin seemed to notice you as you began to come forward, so he was a bit less suprised. "Who? Who you?" He screeched defensively as he took a step back. The kobold postioned himself so that both you and the gobiln were in his field of vision.
Lilia squeaked, startled. "Eep! Yes yes! It's Lilia!" She raised both hands up above her head in defense and fear. "L-Lilia just wanted to know what you two were arguing about!!" She explained. "Lilia doesn't like mad people, and and, Lilia believes that everyone can be happy!" She kept her eyes squinted and her head tucked next to her arms. She rarely had anyone scream at her, let alone screech.
"Eh? Wha... Ah?" The goblin grunted and groaned as he listened as if he found it hard to understand, but after listening he seemed to get it. The kobold kept his jaw shut and eyed the two cautiously. Neither had their bows pointed at anyone just yet, but the kobold's fingers tightly held an arrow rested against his bow. When he had heard what she said, he spoke up first. "This goblin is trying to steal my rightful kill!" he shouted. "He lies, I am the hunter of this foul!" the goblin shouted louder.
Lilia lowered her arms as she listened to their argument once more. When she had fully uncovered her face, she stared at the two again. "U-um... You are fighting over food??" She inquired, her pitch rising near the end to signal her disbelief. Lilia had never heard of a fight for food. Shaking her head, Lilia stammered, "W-wait... You two are fighting over who k-killed the bird? M-maybe you can look at the arrow and see who's arrow it is!" Lilia nodded in approval of her own ingenius. "Yes yes. You can look at the arrow to see who gets the birdy!"
"That is my arrow!" they both shouted as they each pointed to an arrow in the bird. Seems there were two different arrows in the bird. They either shot it at near the same time, or the bird didn't die from the first arrow.
Lilia bit her lip once more. A dilemma. How would she be able to discern which arrow had hit first? There was no way for little Lilia to know for sure. She huffed. "This no good..." she commented, shaking her head. "Okay okay, Lilia think you two are good at shooting, yes yes? And and who would you say is the best shooter?" She giggled mischievously.
"Huh?" The kobold questioned this at first, but the goblin immediately shouted out. "Me! Me! I am best with bow!" the goblin hopped up and down, raising his hand. "What? No, I am the better shot!" the kobold began to protest. "What was that?" They looked to each other angirly.
" So how about a competition?" She giggled. She had devised a devious plan. "The goal is to shooooot..." she looked around for a target. "That tree!" She pointed to a tree not 15 meters away. It was an easy target. An amateur might probably hit it as well. "However, there's a catch! Whoever hits it first may call themselves the better archer! But the other person will get the fowl in return! It's an even trade! You're either the better archer or you have food!~"
"What? Huh?" The both of them seemed confused by your logic, and probably logic in general.
"Huh... Uh... Er, okay... That's smart... That sounds like what a smart person would say, and I'm smart so I agree..." The goblin declared loudly, but the kobold scratched his head and then squinted his eyes. "Hmm... fine then... You tell us when to shoot and we will have competition..." the kobold nodded his head and then began looking to the tree, taking a step away to make sure he had a clear shot. The goblin also hurriedly got into position... then he looked to the kobold, and took a slight step forward, closer to the tree. "..." They then waited for the signal to begin.
Lilia moved away to give them room. Raising her arm, she instructed them on when to start. "Okiedokie! On the count of 3! 1! 2! 3!" She shouted, dropping her arm in the process.
The goblin fired right before the signal, on the count of two, and the kobold shot after that. They both hit the target, but the kobold was last. "Aha! I am better shot!" the goblin cheered. "You cheated!" the kobold shrieked, and once again the two began to argue.
Lilia snickered softly. "Heehee! Okiedokie! Mr. Goblin is better shot! But that means Mr. Kobold gets the birdy! " she grabbed the corpse and passed it to the kobold. "Besides, since Mr. Goblin is such a good shot, surely he can shoot many birds if he wanted~" She winked devilishly.
The kobold seemed very upset that the goblin had cheated, but when Lilia offered him the bird, he seemed to forget it. He snatched the fowl from Lilia and clutched it to his chest. "Wah... Ah... Yes... Yes I can catch many birds... since I am best shot!" the goblin seemed reluctant at first, but he gave in to Lilia's smooth talking. "Go on... Take, take... I, best archer, will go find new prey!" the goblin puffed out his chest and declared proudly.
Lilia smiled, crouching down to bring the two together. "Now, no more fighting, okiedokie? And and, maybe try not to hunt in the same area next time, sillies!~" She giggled once more before standing up and preparing to leave.
The two were reluctant to be brought closer to one another, but they both blushed slightly as Lilia took them under her arms. "..." When the hug was over, they turned their backs to one another and threw up their snouts. "Hmph," with just that, and no blood shed they parted ways and Lilia was free to do the same.