They need a better camp

Rovni slowly opened her eyes at the first rays of light split the dark sky, after her conquest the goblins had celebrated with what little they had and used it to honor their new chieftess.

Rising from the dirt Rovni gathered herself picking up her sack and rearming she looked around, the dark camp already had a few goblins walking about, doing as she had ordered and packing what she had deemed useful. tools, wood, and what little food remained.

her named goblins had announced their names to the small horde and Rovni had made a speech, how they brought her to them and as such led the rest to a glorious future, at which the other goblins accepted them as their betters and Rovni had given them the titles of her lieutenants.

Rovni stretched and took a deep breath before letting out a short, sharp whistle that perked many of her slumbering goblins up.

"Wake up boys, today we move to better grounds, the day is short and the path long, come on, we must all pull our weight." Rovni called out loud enough for most to wake.

The camp came alive at her call and goblins woke to her call and went to work, Rovni herself lead by example, showing them how to pack and tie tools and weapons for travel by foot, making sure all the goblins carried an even load to ease the march, although some looked at her strange all followed her word and did as instructed,

Rovni understood, both as a new leader and a woman at that the goblins did not know what to do, say or react but already she was acting as a leader rather then a petty tyrant, and many seemed to view her in reverence.

By the time the sun was just starting to truly shine the camp had been packed and the goblins assembled before her with roped tools and timber, sack of fur and odd bits.

"Hear me my followers, this area is desolate and barren, few animals roam and little water flows clean, follow me north, I know of a hidden glade, where boar fatter then Marg roam, waters flow to deep and rich lakes, good trees flourish and settlements, hamlets, towns and farms lay just beyond it, so tell me, who will follow." The following cheer told her all would follow her, "Then follow, we march."