Noises off Akakabul's tale

Akakabul’s tale Part one A Nemesis is born

Editors not the events of this story take place after the Company has cleared the caves and is the escaped goblin chief reflecting on has failures and planning his revenge

Akakabul was angry with himself he had let them win he had had them in the palm of his hand twice, had only to close that hand to crush them and had failed to do so. He would not do so a third time. He after all still had his strength and the best of his warriors his trusted warriors and the spell weaver who he did not quite trust but knew was useful and ambitious enough to do no more than want to rise in the following of one such as him self not as some did to replace him. If that changed Akakabul trusted his own guile and the strong arms of his chosen bullies to prevent that new ambition bearing fruit.

His bullies would die for him, though he would rather that they did not as such loyalty was a treasure beyond price to an ambitious goblin like Akakabul and would follow his commands without question and had since he had first recruited them at the start of his rise.

Enough of the past what he thought of the future well he still has a number of the arrow heads the spell weaver said where mighty magic and he had most of the chest of ancient gold they had found in the tunnels that would be more than enough to replace the followers he had lost in short order and than there was the master of the priest of the overlord who he had met last year, who had set him on the path of partitioning the great goblin for a part in the great goblin’s expansion plan and who had told him where he could find the ogre and where he might find another with more fight in it for the next meeting with the man in the armour with the stick.