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Anyway, once again Warghui returned to the castle, and once again he returned with the corpse of the creature he was sent to kill, and a few less human companions. Those who remained were rapidly becoming hardened warriors, both saddened by the death of their friends, and gladdened by the good deeds they were doing.
The Papos Rulakel, Lord of Foldedbalanced castle, was deeply worried.
This goblin, this filthy creature, with one arm torn off leaving only a mass of scar tissue at the shoulder, had succeeded time and time again, proving himself to be a... Well, a great hero. That was a problem.
The Lord had intended, when Warghui was shown into his presence, to send the troublesome goblin off on a suicide mission, along with a few of his troops, letting an old problem; The night creature, and a new; The goblin, take care of each other. Sure, he might have lost a few good soldiers, but such were the sacrifices a lord must make.
Then the goblin had returned, successful, and Papos had given him another assigment.
Now that he had succeeded again, he posed a large problem for Papos' kingdom. He regretted promising Warghui whatever he wanted as a reward... He had not liked the way the goblin eyed his female subjects, least of all his wife. Also, Papos realised Warghui was becoming a hero in the eyes of his subjects... No matter that he was a filthy goblin, they showered him with gifts and called him their saviour.
Papos was shrewd, he knew he had to act now. A hero is hard to dispose of, and a goblin hero could turn against him if he failed to cough up a reward, and Papos saw that his people could just as easily side with either of them.
The Lord adjusted his reef shark-leather turban on his head, his expression thoughtful as he watched the goblin, attemping to conceal his worry, "Warghui Kutsmobzon Zuzu Ustot," He said, referring to the goblin by the title his people had given him, "You have done us a great service, and we are eternally grateful." Warghui's sharp ears pricked up, and his red eyes gleamed as he listened, nodding slightly.
"However... We have one more thing to ask of you. Our kingdom will never know peace while Lepe Paintedglittered the cyclops lives. The foul, horrid monster lives in a cave to the southwest, and you are the only one brave and strong enough to slay him."
Warghui scowled at this; he wanted his reward, and he wanted it now!
But Papos' gamble had paid off, he had played on the goblin's pride, convincing him that, if he was such a great warrior anyway, what was fighting one more monster? He'd do this last thing for the weakling human, then get his reward. He let his gaze wander over the fine things in the hall, imaginging himself wearing fine silks and having the humans wait on him while he grew fat, and his gleaming eyes studied one of the Lord's female soldiers, one Atthem Ehilmeka, intently.
After an awkward moment, a small trail of drool escaping his mouth as he stared at the woman, Papos brought him back to the present.
"Well, O mighty greenskin?"
Warghui reluctantly tore his gaze away, acknowledging Papos' words with a grunt, spitting on the floor as he nodded.
The castle once again resounded with cheers, and the humans got blind drunk to celebrate.
Frustratingly, Warghui was informed that, as he was marching to battle the next day, it was best if he refrained from drinking. He consoled himself by kicking a few unconscious humans in the head after the feast.
The next morning, as the rest of the castle slept off their hangovers, he booted his little army awake and they set off.
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