Mikmek climbed the hill to get a better view.
As spymaster it was Mikmek’s job to inform the council of the goblin tribe. But at the council meeting where he was going to inform them about the goblins, he suddenly got promoted! He was now part of the Royal family. The Royal Assassin. Hopefully, being part of the Royal family didn’t include sleeping with Scarlet. Mikmek wasn’t into big women. And informing them of the goblins was now Namdrim’s job. A job Namdrim was being lax in. After all, if the Royal Assassin knew about the goblin tribe before the spymaster, then how good a job was Namdrim doing? Regardless of Namdrim’s incompetence as a spymaster, eliminating threats to the Kingdom was now Mikmek’s job and the goblins were a threat.
Kill the Goblin Chief and the tribe will split into many smaller tribes. Each sub-tribe fighting one another for control of the entire tribe. That was the plan.
Looking out at the armies of goblins spread out along. Mikmek couldn’t help but think that maybe he killed the Goblin Chief’s son and not the Chief. Maybe he could blame all of this on Armando somehow. Maybe say he hunted the Chief’s favourite pet and this was revenge. First he needed to survive this, chastising Armando to for his irresponsible hunting could wait for later. Having fully convinced himself that this was all really Armando’s doing Mikmek mounted Mustela and re-joined his kobold army.
“Mikmek need to talk to Faisal. Faisal need to keep pet on tighter leash!”