Weakness and new horizons

Lug brought Rovni to the camp deep in the woods, well away from any roads and settlements that Rovni knew of.

What greeted her was a crappy encircling wall of branches that she was sure she could kick down, a couple dozen poor tents of leaves and mud, a small bonfire burning in the middle of of camp with dozens of goblins roaming about in equal condition to her entourage.

As they marched in other goblins quickly took note of the confident woman walking through their camp.

And when they got close enough Rovni's eyes locked with the single most horrid creature she had ever seen, sitting on a crude throne of wood and rock was a larger than average goblin, bloated to the size of a hog, glistening in the fire light with a pungent scent of oil and sweat, the smell of a ripe fresh battlefield smelled wretched but Rovni had never so much as gagged, but in this moment she came so much closer then she ever had before to retching at the smell.

"Goblins bring woman!" Marg chortled with glee smacking his hands together.

Rovni didn't so much as acknowledge him as she turned to the goblin she named Lug and, "I take it this is Marg?" Rovni asked despite not needing to, and Lug nodded.

"Chief Marg! I am Che-." "Silence! you fat, wretched ball of shit, you are no chief, just a weakling playing king!" Rovni roared back louder then Marg had started and all the goblins gathered around as Marg was left speechless and his followers gobsmacked at Rovni's audacity.

"This is how you lead, a coward hiding in the woods, growing fat! You are no leader Marg! You are prey." Rovni declared stepping forward and readying her axe while still holding her sack of gold.

"You dare, Goblins g=" "Hear me goblins, I am Rovni, A half-orc, we are distant kin, I am a warrior, a raider, I have won wars and crushed castles, torn open cites and razed churches!" Rovni proclaimed, even if she had only done those within the confines of an army her statement was true.

In a display of power she dropped the sack and it slid open enough for the fifty or so goblins that had gathered to see a pile of gold coins and small gold ingots poking out the opening.

"Marg is pathetic, goblins I fought beside received equal gold to what you see before you, I make you all an offer, stand with me, follow me, fight with me and I will show you what a true leader can do, follow me and I will make each of you more powerful then this fat, wretched weakling could ever have hoped to be!" Rovni roared into the mass of goblins assembled around her, only the bonfire standing between her and Marg.

"Kill her!" Marg ordered, but at his words his followers hesitated and Rovni smirked, staring at her opponent.

"Kill me yourself welp, prove that you can lead." Rovni shot at Marg who looked at her in rage and the second he stood on wobbly legs from his 'throne' Rovni threw her axe at full **** across the bonfire and gasps where heard from the goblins as it lodged into Marg's head and all eyes watched as he staggered for a few seconds before falling down.

Rovni picked her sack of gold back up and marched around the goblins and bonfire and stood over Marg's corpse, ripping her axe from his skull she turned to her soon to be horde, "Who will follow me!" Rovni called to them.

Starting with her six former robbers, she was soon met with a horde of goblins looking at her in awe.

"Today Marg dies, his body to the beasts, days will be hard, he left you all in a weakened state, but follow me, and I will lead you to glory, wealth, power and conquest!" Rovni declared and was met with a fierce cheer of approval from her horde, while they were not much to Rovni they were a start.