A gathering of supplies and manpower (or goblinpower, rather).

You leave behind the old goblin after having properly put fear into him and head towards the goblins' barracks that you had left not so long ago. You know that you need more than simply yourself for this journey and, though the goblins have not been properly whipped into shape, they are probably the only ones who will properly accept your command. Though you are the prime minion of your dark master, the others under his command have not yet become acquainted with you and you know that they will be unlikely to accept your command with just your word. Even if you brought them to heel with ****, you know that they will be more rebellious than those that share the species you chose to be part of so the goblins are your best choice.

You head back into the barracks and you are glad to see that your fellow goblins have not fallen back into disarray in your short absence. It seems your handy defeat of their previous leader has made your place as their new leader solid, for the moment. That's good. You wouldn't have wanted to beat them into shape so early on in your reign over them. You have no doubt you will have to eventually, but you don't want to do it already as that would be a sign that your strength was being questioned early on.

That wasn't the case, it seemed, as the goblins in the room were in the process of following the orders you'd given, cleaning up the room and taking stock of weaponry and gear. A few of them had even put on clothes, though the majority of them only managed ragged loincloths for the moment. Still, it was an improvement and showed that your kind, when given proper leadership and guidance, could become something greater than others thought. You would prove that, eventually, but, for now, you needed to find five goblins that looked to be skilled and strong and, most importantly, smart enough to be of use to you.

You eventually pick out your party for this endeavor, picking out the five goblins that had managed to do the most in the time since you've left them. For four of them, that wasn't much beyond cleaning up and righting furniture, but one of them had apparently gone above and beyond. The goblin in question was wearing a pair of not nearly as ragged breeches and had even found a leather jerkin somewhere that was mostly in one piece. That and a dagger in a belt made this goblin the best equipped of them all...and, surprisingly enough, this goblin was a female.

This was surprising not because you did not expect a female to be capable of such things, but because Rizlyx had not seemed to the type to leave any clever females who did not wish to become little more than his brainless breeding stock alive. This female, however, seemingly had ambition and cleverness enough to ferret out good gear and to manage to keep them when you knew some would be likely to tear such things from another's possession. You could also tell, from the bruises along her knuckles and the bit of blood staining her teeth, that she was tough enough to defend that which was hers. A welcome thing, you thought, and impressive.

You single her out especially, moving to her and looking her up and down. She is a slender female and that makes you think perhaps that was why Rizlyx paid no mind to her as he seemed to enjoy his females to be plump and buxom. This one was lithe and athletic, for a goblin. She was also pretty, though, by the standards of your species, and was one of the few that had hair at all, let alone hair that was not patchy and ragged from fighting and malnutrition. You, yourself, were still without hair, but that was due to your manner of "birth" more than anything. The female, however, had thick black hair tied back and hanging down in a tail down her back to keep it out of her eyes that were a yellow gold color.

Those eyes met yours almost defiantly as you looked her over and you met her gaze with your own burning red one until she looked down to the ground in deference. You nodded in approval of that action and grunted at her to get her attention. "You. What is your name?", you ask her in the goblin's tongue.

"Have no name. Not given one. Mother die before give name. No other give name.", she replies, her manner of speech better than Rizlyx, at least.

"Female like her no need name! Bite and scratch when fuck. Too much trouble.", one of the other four goblins you'd picked out says with a snort and leers at the female, causing her to shrink away and hug herself as though recoiling from the memory.

Without a thought, you lash out with your fist and slam it into the male goblin's chest, knocking all the air out of him and sending him down to a knee. You glare at him and bare your teeth. "I didn't say for you to speak! Shut up or I will rip out your tongue.", you growl at him and he cowers away from you as you snort derisively at him before looking back at the female, "It is not bad for her to fight. Strength and fire in her. I like this."

You nod and then point to the female. "I have mission from master. You will come with me along with these four. You will be my second in command on this mission. You do well and maybe you stay second in command afterward too..", you say and then, after looking at her for a moment longer, you add, while pointing to her glossy black hair, "Your name is now Blackmane. Wear that name proudly for it was given by me."

She smiles brightly for a moment before schooling her face into something serious and inclining her head to you. "Yes, Chieftain!", she said and then looked up at you with eager eyes, "What can Blackmane do for Chieftain Minion?"

"Take these four to the armory. Get them and yourself equipped better. Then gather supplies for travel. We leave for Mount Karagoth as soon as possible!", you order and then wave your arm in an authoritative manner that, without your even realizing it, is much the same way your master would gesture when giving commands, "Now go! Do as Minion has told you and then meet me at the main gates. Do not make me wait!"

"Yes, Chieftain!", the five goblins intone as one, even the one that you'd had to chastise violently, and then they leave to do as you command and you head for the main gates out of the citadel to wait for them to gather so you can leave.