"BONG" "BONG" "BONG" I woke up to the lovely terrible sound of drums, Which I was Not at all prepared for. Jumping out of bed in a bolt I reached for the knife in my pocket.stopped when I noticed Roland, And put a holt to my murderous impulses. "Good morning Kitty, come breakfast will be served. Then we will start on your lessons," The old goblin said, clearly enjoying the way he woke me up.

I went through my bags finding a suitable tunic, and some underthings that I changed into quickly when I realized that Harold had already left the hut. My ears drooped downwards as I tried to rub the tiredness from my eyes, god damn I was not a morning person. Or wait would that be gods? Bah, this whole divinity thing was confusing. I made my way to the firepit where some kinda hog like creature with 3 heads was being cooked. An older female goblin with a scar across her eye smiled and said what I imagined was a good morning, but in a language, I did not understand. I nodded and offered a smile.

The meat tasted pretty good if I were being honest. A mix between pork and salmon, with a nice thickness to it. Would have loved to have some fruits or vegetables with it. But It appeared that goblins were carnivores rather than omnivores. "Enjoyed the meal?" I jumped back as Roland snuck up behind. I got the feeling the Old bastard found some kinda sick joy in scaring children. "y-y-yes sir!" I replied remembering to keep my meek and innocent act going.

"Oh still keep that act are we?" Roland said as I blinked before understanding hit... He knew the old bastard knew! "You... knew?" Roland nodded before letting out a loud obnoxious laugh. "why yes Kity! I will tell you how during today's lesson!" the old goblin said pating me on the head, I was too confused and shocked to stop him. My ears were up and my eyes were wide as I processed these revelations.

[You are now suffering the [Panic] status]

Was I becoming a bad actor! No, it couldn't be, I am a great actor. I am sure it was a fluke! My head swam as my ego refused to accept that I had failed to trick the older goblin. Dammit,there went my ENTIRE plan to worm my way into the hearts of the goblins using my feline charm and false innocence. Now I would have to rely on my feline charm entirely. First thing first I needed to find a chair to channel my inner laziness and contempt for all things that live. No that sounded boring, I would have to figure something else out.

Roland led me to a nearby cave and I briefly worried that the old goblin was planning to kill me and leave my body in the cave. But the fear was quickly laid to rest as I noticed younger goblins sitting around reading books. appearing to be studying some ancient-looking tomes. Roland led me further back, to what appeared to be his living quarters. The place was nice, very nice. A fireplace lit with green etherial flames and mounted skulls of various monsters and animals adorned the lavish room.The floor even had a rug! The goblin motioned me to sit on a comfortable-looking chair. The chair was about twice my height and had me pulling myself up. My tail swished about as I did so.

Once I was properly seated the goblin wasted no time. "Now Kitty, tell me what you know about the charisma stat." I thought for a second trying to figure out what Rolands game was here but gave up. "It's a measure of how much you understand others." The goblin appraised me and smiled. "ah no more innocent act ay? You're correct, but it's not just that! see all living things have a higher charisma as they grow older. The same goes for knowledge, and you kitty have the knowledge and charisma of a human in their 20's not of a child." The old goblin lectured.

"I used the [Analyze] skill on you, which I will start are lesson by teaching you. Look at me, try to think of who I am, what I might be good at, think hard and long as you try to gaze upon my essence."

I did as he said at first nothing happening, but after a bit of effort a screen popped up in front of me. [congrations you have learned [Anaylze] and have leveled up your [leader] class to level 2, your total level is now level 2. You are awarded ten stat points.] I decided to wait on that, instead using [Analyze] on Roland.

Name: Roland Balise

race: [Goblin]

level: 29

Classes: [Cheifton 29 ] [Leader 30] [Spearmaster 29]

Personal perk: [unknown]

stats:

Strength: 24

Endurance: 15

Luck: 18

Mind: 35

Charisma: 40

Skills:

[unknown]

I stared in fear as I realized that this goblin could probably turn to me to paste with a slap. "see the other thing to know is that those with higher charisma will be better or just as good as you are at understanding other people. Without special skills or a truly well-crafted deception, you should never try to deceive those of higher charisma and mind stats than yourself."

"now we will have time for more, but my wife wishes to teach you as much as I do. And you do not anger a matriarch, less you want no healing when you are sick or wounded." I was surprised as the implications reached me, the matriarchs were either the head healers or only healers in the village. Either way that meant that the matriarchs actually held the most power. I noted away that tidbit mentally for if it becomes important later.

as we walked I decided to start increasing my stats. I put 4 points into charisma now knowing what I know I knew it would be better to balance out my stats in case deception failed. One might think it would be better to a min-max stats, but that was a trap. The truth is at a lower level it is more important to balance out your stats in case you fail which apparently was far more likely to happen then I thought.

I divided the rest of the stat points and placed 2 in each other stat. It was faint but I could feel my muscles reinforce themselves, and my mind was able to perform math and complex equations a couple of seconds faster. We ended at a large room carved from the face of the mountain, the room was filled with cots and potions. Many older female goblins buzzing about, attending to goblins that laid in the cots.

It looked like my teaching would be an internship, hopefully, it was a paid internship.