For the goblin tribe the tutorial had been a unmitigated disaster.

  First there were the casualties from having to clear territory in monster infested woods. Than the goblins lost all of their breeding rats to a huge fire and the culprits behind the fire got away. On top of all that both Big Chief Omba and Slilb had been killed and the campgrounds were a ruin. Yes for the goblins the tutorial had been a disaster.

  That is it was a disaster for everyone but Grubnix.

  In the absence of someone to lead the goblin tribe who better than the hero of the tutorial Grubnix. The one who had accordingly survived the terrifying terrible midgets.

  The goblins had returned to find the camp in ruins and Grubnix looking on the sleeping form of Scruffles. The goblins had then congratulated Grubnix on taming the beast, an assumption that Grubnix did not deny.

  This all accumulated in Grubnix being crowned Chief of the goblin tribe. As the only one who could control Scruffles they trusted in his power.

  Of course it was all a lie and Grubnix could in fact not control Scruffles. Grubnix knew the only thing that managed to work even slightly was to feed Scruffles enough and hope he falls asleep. While it worked most of the time it didn't work all the time. It was the times it didn't work that were the problem.

  Grubnix was worried the truth would get out but Grubnix had recently got an idea.

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  Everytime Scruffles woke up and went on a rampage Grubnix would lie and say it was his wrath on those who didn't obey him.

  He would also assign someone else to feed Scruffles so that he could be as far away from Scruffles as possible. Yes, Grubnix would do this.

  Grubnix called with a loud voice for his attendant. In came his attendant the new version of the sniveling assistant. Grubnix gave his declaration of his wrath through Scruffles on those who disobeyed him and the assignment of someone to feed Scruffles. The attendant bowed and went off to issue Grubnix's decree.

  With that taking care of everything seemed to be looking up for Grubnix as he sighed contently while leaning back. One good thing about his position was he had plenty of time for his naps now. Thoughts of power and success swirled through his mind as he drifted off to sleep.

  He was awoken hours later by the sound of screaming. Waking with a start he saw his attendant and some other goblins rush into the throne room.

  "Oh great, Grubnix. We beg you please call off your wrath." They pleaded.

  "What can we do to appease your anger?" They begged in unison.

  Grubnix didn't know what to say after all he wasn't actually controlling Scruffles so he opted for silence.

  As the screaming went on more and more goblins showed up to beg him for mercy. Than as if drawn to the crowd the beast itself showed up. Scruffles strode in and started ripping through the crowd. The crowd became more desperate and started crowding even closer to Grubnix cutting off any avenue of escape. Grubnix had lied and just like all lies the price came due. Before Grubnix could push his way out of the crowd Scruffles jaws closed around his head and a crunch was heard. The crowd ran in a panic as Scruffles then curled up by the throne. Scruffles had enjoyed its hunting spree and was satisfied with its now easy life. It had been fun to chase the little green men but now he was tired and so it was time for a well earned nap. Settling down by the throne Scruffles went to sleep. Scruffles had just had a good day.