Andaragashkat the goblin hums to himself, content, as he crawls in the lower levels of the fort. Things are going great. The powers from down, down the goblin town will be happy, with the tribute that had been sent on their way... and the rest of the usurperof the goblin home, are confused and distressed for the loss of one of their leaders. Pathetic weaklings.
He helped dig the grave, and attended the funeral with his saddest face, which wasn't only a mask. He hated to see all that meat going to be spoiled, for human sentimentality.
He looked around, and seeing the bunk area empty, went for Alice's bunk, taking it. For a moment he wondered what to do... and decided to put it hidden, under Desti's bed.
He helped dig the grave, and attended the funeral with his saddest face, which wasn't only a mask. He hated to see all that meat going to be spoiled, for human sentimentality.
He looked around, and seeing the bunk area empty, went for Alice's bunk, taking it. For a moment he wondered what to do... and decided to put it hidden, under Desti's bed.