Reward Art: The Goblin Adventure Party

Another reward art delivered by https://twitter.com/trashgobblin. The girls of Tockle, Jimp, Bumpa and Maura from The Goblin Adventure Party.  The bunch of adventurers spend more time partying and having fun than really adventuring, not that they can't hold their own when they need the money for their tab. The story's back over here:

https://www.hentai-foundry.com/stories/user/luffy316/39184/The-Goblin-Adventure-Party  

Still have some backlog pics and bonuses to be delivered, so can look forward to those.

 It was  true that the foursome of adventurers had a reputation. There was the  natural reputation that came with them being a party made of nothing but  goblins; horny, sneaky and rowdy. While they had most of that covered,  there wasn’t a single rogue among them. In fact, they got quite  defensive when anyone accused them. They certainly stole when the  opportunity presented itself, but technically none of them were part of  the actual rogue class.
 
Maura was  the one that really got things done. She had some clout as a paladin.  Even if it was one in worship of the goblin fertility goddess Fukn, they  had a proper temple and the order of paladins (somewhat begrudgingly)  accepted her in their order. Her particular practitioners were pretty  laid back for the holy guardians, even if she did technically outrank  everyone at the table and most people she met on the streets. 
 

She  dressed in some heavy plates of armor, but goblins were small and curvy  enough that full body armor wasn’t practical. Clusters of the metal  plates covered select parts of her body, with a convenient flap between  her legs and a heart-shaped pair of them cupping and boosting up her  jiggly green cleavage. She had a short and pointy nose beneath her  purple eyes, and her scruffy blue hair was kept short; just long enough  for someone to grab onto it if they needed an extra handle in the  bedroom.
 
Bumpa was  her muscle, the stocky little goblin warrior built like a miniature  tank. She had muscles on her muscles while keeping the usual plump hips  and bust of a goblin, making her bulging biceps constantly squeeze her  breasts lightly together. Long and shaggy blue hair hung past her  shoulders and she wore nothing but a chainmail bikini. If anyone doubted  the strength of the three-foot creature, they never needed to look far  to spot her long and heavy warhammer.
 
Jimp was  fit in her own way, but much smaller than Bumpa. She had the strange  experience of being raised by monks. Goblins weren’t much for chi or  spiritualism, but her clever master had taught her to redirect her horny  energies into her martial arts. It led to the short but incredibly  defined body of the kungfu goblin wrapped in the traditional and flimsy  garments of the monks, plain fabrics draped over her shoulders and chest  while in a loose pair of pants. A long, tight braid of red hung down to  her hips, lashing out in serpentine motions as she moved through  battle. While she was more calm and in control than her allies, she  wasn’t immune to their temptations. Her secret was just that she was  always horny.
 

Tockle was  the only actual caster of the group, but she was great at it. She had a  real knack for magic; well beyond your standard goblin. With a mix of  raw talent and a demonic pact, she had as much power as a high-ranking  wizard. Of course, with no real training, she had a habit of being  irresponsible with that much power. She dressed in some snug pants and a  sleeveless silk top, finding slightly more classy ways to indulge than  the rest of her hedonistic group. A pointed hat sat on two interwoven  pigtails of blue and black running down to her middle back. She rested  her staff on the edge of the table as she raised a bottle, popping the  cork off with another precise burst of magic.