Meanwhile,
Humans are the only life that seek breeding, pleasure, and warmth, there are others too, who are far more sinister.
The green creatures.
The smell was the first thing that reached Snagguk's nose. Warm bread, cinnamon air, fruit peel left in the open sun, and heat rising from brick ovens built over ancient vents.
For days they had stalked the forest edges, crawling through the wheatroots and sugarvine, waiting for the signal.
Now, crouched behind a low hill of churned soil, he saw it at last. The walls of Bread Town stood soft and golden in the distance, speckled with steam-chimneys and honey-colored banners fluttering in the morning breeze.
It was a ripe city and a weak city at the moment.
And city with beautiful mature women, that are breedable
Snagguk's claws tapped on the shaft of his cleaver while he licked his teeth and scanned the goblin horde around him.
