POV Rogu

  ‘Hm, that takes care of that. That bastard had the strength of a Tier 5, but he lacked true fighting ability. I wonder just how long they have been living as rulers of this area and bulling the weak while having that piss poor level of ability.

  ‘Truly a shame. It is a good thing the Future King wants them gone. They don’t deserve their seat of power. Hm, I should bring the mace back. The Future King will want to know what it is.’

  Rogu took hold of the mace, while being careful not to touch any of the spikes. Of course, along the way back to the tribe he repeated to himself more than a few times that taking this mace was not a trophy to show in front of Rick… Anyway, he made it back to the tribe where he was promptly attacked by the remaining Orcs who had stayed behind.

  They witnessed the battle and knew they likely weren’t his match, but they foolishly assumed he would be weakened, and thought an ambush would work. They were foolish indeed.

  Rogu didn’t waste any time dealing with the Orcs and a short time later the tribe was just filled with the gasps and shock of around 25 Goblins.

  “Who’s in charge?”

  Rogu’s voice boomed around the tribe and a short time later an older Maglin stepped forward.

  “I’m the one in charge sir…”

  “No need to be frightened Elder, I’m a Goblin just like you and everyone else here. My name is Rogu, and I have been sent to evacuate your tribe. I know this is sudden, but please trust me on this. You don’t have to worry about Orcs anymore.”

  “You’re a Goblin…? But…”

  “Elder listen we don’t have time, pack up your necessities and come with me. We need to leave now. All of your questions will be answered in time.”

  It was no surprise that the Elder and even the other Goblins doubted their eyes and when it came to Rogu.

  He looked and felt like a Goblin, but they had never seen a Goblin that large, that strong, such beautiful armor, and most of all he was casting magic! To their knowledge only Maglins had the ability to cast magic. Yet here was a ‘normal’ Goblin right in front of them casting more powerful magic than any Maglin among them had ever cast. Something the elder Maglin knew all too well. Which is why his next question wasn’t a surprise when you considered all of that.

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  “Are you…are you, our King?”

  Rogu was about to rush them a bit more forcefully until he heard the question.

  “Hahahah!! Your King? Elder, if you want to meet your King then you need to get moving now. He is the one who ordered this evacuation. Now, gather your tribe.”

  The Elder finally relented and began getting his fellow tribe members in order. Which wasn’t that hard since they were already nearby and listening as the Elder and Rogu conversed. And seeing as how they didn’t have many ‘valuables’ in the first place, it didn’t take them very long until they all moved as one big group with Rogu and the forefront.

  It took them more than a couple hours, but they eventually reached Jala’s tribe where Loruk and Surgsha were waiting for Rogu. They both considered moving along to the next tribe but made the decision to wait for Rogu. They even decided against going to visit Rick, thinking it would probably better to wait until the mission was completed.

  After Rogu arrived with 25 Goblins in tow, everyone very quickly realized a problem. The tribe was too small to hold two other tribes as well. Especially on such short notice. Of course, who was still up in the middle of the night was watching and saw the problem as well.

  POV Rick

  ‘I honestly didn’t think this far ahead…all of them can’t stay there.’

  [I figured as much. You were in an emotional state, so it only makes sense you didn’t quite think things through.]

  ‘…Your being rude again Velora.’

  [Not sure what you’re referring to.]

  ‘Whatever, still need to figure out what to do about all of these Goblins.’

  [Why not just send them all to the outpost being built in the forest? They would be able to help with the building process, while also settling there until they can be transported back to the village. Though the village would eventually need to be expanded as well, but I believe it is more equipped to handle that sort of rapid expansion with the likes of Gala and Dran present]

  ‘That surprisingly makes a lot of sense.’

  [Surprisingly?]

  ‘Ah erm no, I didn’t mean it that way…’

  [I see. Now about the surprisingly good idea?]

  ‘You’re giving me attitude now? Fine fine, your extremely well thought out plan seems to be the only reliable solution we have at the moment. I think it would be the right thing to do. My only question would be who’s going to take them there? Only Rogu knows the way to wherever they were, and I don’t want to leave the area, but at the same time I’d rather not have Rogu, and the others leave either.’

  [I’m sure you can convince one of Kris or Krel to leave with the Goblins, then you can just travel to the other tribes alongside Rogu, since you can send the rest of Jala’s tribe as well.]

  ‘Ah! That’s a great idea! Yeah, who says I just have to sit here the whole time? Let’s get Rogu before he leaves.’

  [I think he’s already heading this way.]

  ‘Oh well that makes things easier. Huh…why is he carrying a large mace?’

  [It is likely he got it from the enemy.]

  ‘The enemy huh…so they did indeed run into Orcs.’

  [Yes, it appears so.]

  ‘And judging from the fact he is coming back with a weapon, and the tribe was safely evacuated, no mercy was shown.’

  [That also appears correct.]

  ‘Good.’