You are Father Antonio, an evangelist tasked with a faith mission in the New Lands: a whole new continent that was only recently discovered by Gelvann navigators. Over the several months since your arrival, you have been studying the natives' religion and beliefs, developing a deeper understanding of the indigenous people, and you have even formed some lasting friendships.
Nelli, a native Goblin Priestess you have befriended, has invited you to participate in one of their rituals.
You reluctantly agree. You have been witness to a number of their rituals, and you know that they might seem strange or even wild at times. This will be the first time you partake in one directly.
You arrive at the usual place: a circular clearing in the jungle. Leather drums are arranged in a circle, with a stone altar isolated in the middle. You spot Nelli making some final preparations with the other goblins. She's wearing her ceremonial garb.
She wears a long brown cloak that reaches her bare feet, and underneath this is a beige loincloth decorated with blue feathers that is kept tightly bound around her broad waist. On her head is a lavish bone mask with six horns, with her large, flat ears poking out from the sides. Strange patterns of stripes and circles are painted on her using orange dye. They look like they tell a story, as a kind of goblin mural.
Nelli finishes and turns to you, joining her small hands in a clap. She speaks in a heavily accented and broken English: "We ready."
The ritual begins with the harmony of melodic chanting accompanied by the beating of drums. The chant grows in intensity as the priestess raises her arms towards the skies.
Nelli continues with her work, burning multiple incenses and blowing the scented smoke over the altar. Midway through the ritual, she removes her cloak and throws aside her loincloth, presenting the patterns painted on her bare skin. Her legs bear stripes and triangles of varying sizes, the ones around her ample thighs being the most prominent. Her plump belly had a single swirl extruding from her bellybutton, continuing in a single stroke to form a sun and a moon around her bountiful breasts.
She extends her arms towards you, summoning you to her side. You freeze for a moment before hesitantly doing as she wishes. The chanting of the crowd continues.
Abruptly, Nelli begins to undress you, your hand grabbing hers instinctively.
"I'm a Man of the Faith! I can't be doing this, it goes against my vows."
Nelli looks up at you. "You must make love, for ritual. Good for crops," she replies, winking slyly.
The mind tries to resist, but the flesh betrays you, and before you know it, you are nude with Nelli in front of more than a few native eyes.
"What have I gotten myself into…" you think to yourself.