23 The strong rule the weak (1/2)

Viewpoint : Frel

Frel had been having it tough for a while, being the lowest ranked boss, but ever since they had been forced to relocate from their main cave, that Cheif Xarn had said was important to the great mission, the great mission that the dark lord himself had bestowed on Xarn.

Things had begun looking up for Frel, first he got a new gob to work on his team. He had been waiting for this moment for a long time ever since Sala joined, he was forced by the chief to not mate with her, due to their important task and low number of special sun gobs to do said task. But now with the new gob here to lessen the load, he could finally see the days of being able to mate with Sala, under the excuse of that the new member is more than capable to fill her spot.

From what Lurk had shown so far, it was very likely. When he had suddenly killed 3 goblins effortlessly, that were foolish enough to come in and try to steal from Frel. He saw both the possibility he could take Sala off scout duty, to focus on nothing but being his breeding sow. But there was also the other possibility of it, this young gob could potentially become extremely strong. If he did not make sure to force his dominance on this gob, he would have to kill Lurk before he got any ideas.

Then Frel would be back to the same problem of not enough scouting power. Lurk had seemed meek and would follow all orders from anyone without issue, Frel had not been worried after seeing this. Clearly he was a goblin with a weak mentality just like Vorm.

Vorm broke easily when he did his first rebellion, after beating him horribly and then leaving it to Sala to handle, it was more than enough to get him to follow in behind Frel's dominance. Sala herself was a tad more tricky, she required a lot of beat downs and threats before she stepped in line. How frustrating was it back then when she was struggling against him and he could never just beat her and then breed her.

No she was to not be bred, only trained and used as scout. He dared not go against the dark goblin Xarn's orders, just being in the same area as him made Frel bow down in fear from his sheer presence, fearful of being killed instantly if Xarn so wished it.

But he made sure Sala knew that she was gonna become nothing but his breeding sow, when he had beaten her down and whispered it to her grabbing her breasts and pushing her down. He broke her spirit to resist after that.

Then there was Aurk.... Aurk had caused him a a lot of problems way back when Frel took over the leadership role from the last leader, that got killed by the Silver wolf that killed the entire scouting team at their meetup point.

Frel was not with the gobs that got attacked at the time, but Aurk was there along side the old boss.

During that fight they managed to ”barely” kill the Silver beast, a feat unheard of for gobs to do in such low numbers. It did cost them all their lives, except.... Aurk he was the last gob just barely alive, he had managed to get a spear backed into the ground, holding the tip up towards the leaping wolf. Making it spear itself, critically wounding itself and just as it did that it ripped Aurks left eye out giving him that scar he has now. Then Aurk manage to give the killing blow just as he himself was knocked out cold from the battle.

When Frel arrived he saw the carnage, the resentment and hate over Aurk's achievement. Aurk would surely become the next Sun Soaker's boss. But Frel saw the chance and took it, just before the last of the old Sun Soaker's team came to meet up at the location. Frel gave him self some small wounds, covered himself in a lot of the blood from the wolf and sank his own sword into the side of the wolfs dead body.

To make sure Aurk would not hinder him, he was gonna kill him. But then he felt like he wanted to make Aurk suffer the same way he did, whenever he thought Aurk was gonna be the next boss. A sick grin on his face as he slammed a club down onto the unconscious Aurk's left arm to cripple him to make him easier to handle and keep him submissive.

Frel stole the honor of killing the wolf away from Aurk, the pelt he now wore as a cloak and headgear, a constant reminder to Aurk that Frel was stronger than him. He always grins seeing the defeated look in Aurks eyes when he looks at him. It took barely any beatings to force Aurk in line, he was broken to serve now. He even gave Aurk a tiny scrap of the silver wolf fur, that Aurk wore on his crippled limb, oh it would make Frel laugh cruelly when he saw that.

The last two of the old team died during his time as the boss, making it only him and Aurk for a while alone in the group. But then came Sala, Vorm and now.... This gob.... Lurk.

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