He has an important task for me, but, first, there is something I must do...

"I called you here, my minion, because I have a mission for you to undertake. I leave this mission to you because I wish to test your abilities further and let you gain more experience.", he says succinctly, "Think of this as a test for you and an opportunity to better yourself. But do not forget this is also a task I need you to complete."

You bow your head to him once more, bringing the fist clutching your club to your chest with a thump. "What Master command, minion will do.", you say and he seems pleased by that answer.

"Good. That is as it should be, my minion. But there is something you will need to do before I even give you this task.", he says and then gestures for you to rise, which you do with a curious look on your face as you wonder what it is your master would have you do before even embarking on his mission.

Your master waves his hand and, before you, the air shimmers until an image appears. In the image, you see a ransacked room full of goblins. The goblins are smaller than you and of the usual green skinned variety, but they are goblins nonetheless. You see them in there, fighting and yelling amongst each other. You even see a few rutting with each other like animals on the ground. You can tell this used to be a barracks of sorts for them, but the goblins have basically turned it into little more than a barn for them as they eat and shit and fuck wherever they want.

Sitting at the edge of the room, sitting on what is obviously supposed to be a throne made of scraps of other furniture while he is being serviced by a trio of female goblins, is a rather large goblin. When compared to the others, he is a bit taller and broader, though you can judge that he would still be smaller than you if you stood together. At the moment, he is wearing only a loincloth that has been flipped up so that his cock, again probably smaller than your own, can be licked and sucked by the three females before him. At his side there is a large club with a spiked head and you wonder if he can actually wield that clumsy thing or if its meant just for intimidation.

"These, unfortunately, are the goblins under my command. They are, as you can see, rather wild and undisciplined. This is due to their new leader that wrenched control from the previous. Goblins follow the strong, you see. Usually, that means going along with orcs or other stronger species, but, when among their own race, the strongest of their kind becomes the leader. This one here..", he says, the image shifting to close up on the larger goblin being serviced at the moment, "...is called Rizlyx. He killed his predecessor to become leader and, since then, the goblins have become more unruly and harder to command. He seems to think he is something special."

He waves a hand and the image disappears, leaving you and your master locking burning red gazes intently. "I need you, my minion, to prove him wrong.", your master says with a firm nod, "Show him he is not special. More importantly, show him who is stronger and gain control of the rabble. They will be yours to command, the first of many troops I will put under your command. You must take control of them for you will need more than simply yourself to complete the task I wish to give you. Do you understand, my minion?"

You incline your head to your master in confirmation of your understanding. "Yes, Master."

"Good. Now go.", he says and waves a hand towards you and, again, you feel knowledge implanted in your mind that tells you where to find the goblins' quarters.

With that knowledge in mind, you bow to your master and then turn to head out of the throne room and down the halls of the citadel to head down to where the creatures of the race you had chosen to make your own reside.