Third Person Point of View

Kobolds were diminutive. Just like goblins and gnolls, kobolds tended to be smaller and weaker than most other humanoid races. They made up for that fact by just outnumbering their enemies. If they were only half as strong as a human, then they would only fight when they outnumbered them three to one, but more likely five or even ten to one, just to be safe.

They killed and ate the men and… Were surprisingly nice to the women, well, comparatively to the other tribal races like goblins, orcs, and gnolls. Females would be held captive, but they were at least given the ability to take their own lives if they disagreed with becoming a concubine of the kobold chief.

They would be treated better than almost everyone in the clan after that. Better than the kobold grunts, better than female kobolds, even better than the kobold elites. That was if they could do one thing, produce strong offspring. If they could produce strong children, they’d be given whatever they desired, sometimes even gaining their freedom, but after they were treated like royalty, many who were offered their freedom chose to stay.

That was the case with Tems’ mother. She was a nobody in her village; she had been sold to become the wife of a merchant three times her age, four times her weight, and with five other wives already. Her life would have been spent fighting with the other wives for any attention she could gain; it wasn’t much different from her life as a concubine of the kobold chief.

She reluctantly agreed to become the wife of the kobold chief, but after being treated so well for proving herself by producing a strong female child…

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“Push! Push!” The female kobold midwife helped pull the child out of the woman. Even though the child was smaller than a human baby, her body still could barely handle giving birth to her. The complications from her birth would ensure she would be a single child. The midwife handed the child over to the mother, who was surprised by how human her half-kobold baby looked.

Most halfbreeds had snouts, most were covered in scales, and most were hideous in the eyes of humans. By a small miracle, the child was born looking mostly human. Sure, her hair was white, which wasn’t very common; her pupils and ears were abnormal, and she had more canine teeth for ripping meat, but she could easily pass as human… Except for the razor-sharp claws and red scales that covered most of her arms and legs.

The child’s life was relatively peaceful. She learned both the kobold and human language, which made her far smarter than most of the other kobolds. Her mother did her best to teach her, but she couldn’t pronounce her own name, so Amethyst became Temthyst, which became Tems. The fate of her child would be to become a concubine for one of her half-brothers.

That was all mostly normal for kobolds. They had no concept of inbreeding when it came to their strong children. Since she was born as a half-breed, she would be given to the kobold chief, who would most likely be her half-brother by the time she came of age. There would be a small civil war, with several leaders stepping up, and whoever won would get her as a prize…

That should have happened; what wasn’t supposed to happen was for her life to be put on the line, as one of the mothers wanted her dead rather than another person whispering in his ear and taking attention away from her. Tems had to leave her home; otherwise, she very well could have died. Kobolds were pack animals, and that went so even for half-breeds.

She didn’t know how to function, how to survive outside. She was barely old enough to gain her class, and by the time she finally ended up in civilization, she was on the verge of death from starvation. There was no stopping her from eating the fruits and vegetables she came across, and after finally consuming her fill, she could no longer remain awake.

Falling unconscious instead of running away was perhaps the best thing to ever happen to her. She met her husband, and ever since then, her life has been so much more amazing than it would have been in the kobold warrens. She grew dramatically, learning more in just a few years than she had in the ten previous years of her life.

Not only did she get a good husband, but all of the sister wives that came were so nice to her. It wasn’t like how it was for the kobold chieftain, no, it was the opposite. Instead of hurting each other and fighting for the attention of their husband, they worked together almost perfectly. Something that shouldn’t have worked somehow did, and every new wife made it that much easier for them to level quickly.

Tems and Silk made a good adventuring team, but Tems, Silk, Dan, Cherry, and Sarah made an actual adventuring party. They could do so much more together than by themselves, and things just kept improving for her. She gave birth to two beautiful babies, and three more, and now she was pregnant again.

If someone put the Tems that just left the cave she grew up in next to the one that just gave birth for the second time, they wouldn’t assume they were the same person. She had changed that much. While she was beautiful before, the dramatic shift to her stats made her more attractive than the majority of women; now, instead of looking bony and odd, she looked curvy and exotic.

The skinny kobold wouldn’t have been able to kill more than a few bandits; she wouldn’t have been one of the key players in the survival of the town like she had been without her husband's help. She wouldn’t have been able to kill even one of the lizardmen, let alone a champion or the behemoth she helped take down. She wouldn’t have survived if it weren’t for her husband, and she knew it.

Every day was a blessing, and if she believed in the human religion, she would assume she went to heaven with how much better her life became since meeting him. That wasn’t even talking about the amazing sex they had, Tems even enjoyed the sex with her sister wives when their husband was busy. But sex with her husband was always the best, and one of her favorite things ever since the first time they did it.

Every time they had sex, she’d orgasm multiple times, even now that they grew accustomed to each other. He still overwhelmed her so much that his wives needed to work together to satisfy him, otherwise if it was just Tems, she wouldn’t be able to do anything except have sex and recover until she had sex again. She loved it so much, she wanted to name one of her children Sex, but everyone said she couldn’t, so that’s why her third daughter's name was Sugar.