A Day in the Life of Chuba

“A Day in the Life of Chuba”

“Get up you damned sniveling dog! Move about before I give you another kick just for the pleasure of it!”

His master's threatening voice was more than enough to get Chuba moving and out of his straw bed. No amount of comfort was afforded to poor Chuba who slept upon a bed of lumpy straw and cold wooden floorboards. His green-clawed feet scrambled to find traction on the wooden floor as another kick was delivered to his backside; a painful reminder of what being slow awarded him. Dirty fingers clutched at an equally soiled bed sheet protectively, holding it as a shield between his raging master and his hard soled boots that brought only pain and punishment to the unfortunate goblin.

“Now get yer damned clothes on and hurry out to the stables! There is much work to be done!”

Chuba cringed visibly at the thought of yet another day of cleaning the stables. He mumbled something incoherently in his native tongue, all the while shooting a gaze of contempt at his human master. His Thayan master was not amused. Black gloved hands reached down and placed a viselike grip upon Chuba’s strands of greasy ebony hair. A strong tug brought the goblin to the eye level of his dark featured master. Chuba’s bare feet hung three feet off the hardwood floor, kicking futilely. His stern faced master leveled a gaze upon Chuba that would put a medusa to shame. Dark black eyes reflected in the torch light and Chuba found himself whimpering despite all of his attempts to return his master’s look of condemnation and intimidation. Another shake brought an abrupt end to the goblin’s annoying whimpering.

“Now listen closely you worthless spawn of a dwarven rumphumper! If I ever see you looking at me like you just did or hear that blasted incoherent language of yours spoken in my presence again, I swear to Kossuth that you will be placed upon a spit and I will see to it that you are roasted alive!”

Poor Chuba had had enough. The goblin let out a wail of fear and suffering, struggling with all his might to escape the heartless being that held him captive. A puddle quickly form around his master’s feet as the poor goblin shrieked in fear of his very life. His master abruptly dropped Chuba into the steaming puddle and turned away in disgust, his chiseled features twisted into a mask of utter revulsion. Overcome by nausea, the robed Red Wizard fled the torchlight room and quickly down the stairs towards the closest privy. Unfortunately for him, goblin urine was not the easiest thing to get out of expensive red silk robes. Fortunately for Chuba, he had finally devised a tactic that would get him out of work for the day or at least a little while. He knew he would be beaten but it didn’t matter. Such was his life. Smiling smugly to himself, Chuba crawled back into his dirty little straw bed and closed his dark eyes. It was time to return to his dreams, where he was the master and the Red Wizard was the one cleaning the stables.

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Read the further misadventures of Chuba the Goblin, the star of Goblin Tails!

ID: 825091   (Rated: 13+) The Tales of Chuba the Goblin  Come step into the world of the goblin adventurer named Chuba! by Chris & Christina McCoy

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