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Big Chief Ombas tirade

  Big Chief Omba sat on his throne fuming. Big Chief Omba was beyond frustrated. He was furious.

  Not only had the trial takers escaped from his net, the incompetence of those under him knowing no bounds, there were no signs of the trial takers sense.

  Worse still it was Grubnix's group that had come across them. The little idiot had already spun a elaborate tale of two terrifying midgets. One that fried you with a touch and the other that could fly and rained fire on you.

  Grubnix of course put himself in a positive light. Stating that there was nothing he could do and he had to bring back information.

  Ridiculous.

  All Big Chief Omba knew is that he let them get away. Grubnix had been a thorn in Omba's side long enough. His stories garnered him much praise but it was time for Scruffles to get a new chew toy.

  Chief Omba could always count on Scruffles to take care of the problem. Such a good boy.

  It was also time for Slilb that two timing weasel to be useful. Big Chief Omba could put him to work and weaken the threat he posed in one fell swoop. Having made up his mind. Chief Omba called for his retinue.

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  The sniveling assistant grovelled his way into view.

  "You called Big Chief." The assistant wheezed.

  "Yes, bring Slilb to the throne room. Time to put that collection I allow him to have to good use."

  "Yes, Big Chief." The assistant said as he rushed off to get him. Within an hour Slilb strut in with fake subservience.

  "You called for me Chief." He said with a sneer.

  Chief Omba ignored it as he gave his orders.

  "Slilb it is time to put that collection of yours to use.""Send it out to scout the surrounding area."

  "Yes, Chief." Slilb responded with fake sincerity.

  "Also send out more scouts." he addressed the assistant.

  "Use the personal guard if necessary." "Find the trial takers at all costs!" He ordered, slamming his fist down onto his throne armrest.

  It looked like the assistant was going to voice something when his eyes drifted down to Omba's mace leaning against the side of Omba's throne. Remembering the fate of the assistant before him, he decided to keep his mouth shut. Better to not tempt fate.

  After finishing his tirade Big Chief Omba almost as an afterthought assigned Grubnix as Scruffles new handler. Calling it a promotion to a very important position. It was important of course. Important to Scruffles digestion that is.

  Wholly satisfied with himself and temper abated he signaled with his hand dismissing them. As they left he didn't notice the crooked grin that started to creep onto Slilb's face.

  Big Chief Omba satisfied with his work called for his servant to fetch him some fruit from that weird tree that was growing near the camp. As he relished on his imagined soon to be victory he didn't realize how big a mistake he had just made.

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