James looked down on the ground, only to see blood trinkling down from behind him. Turning around James saw a dark-skinned elvish woman breathing faintly. She was barely clothed, the tiny pieces of clothing that she does have on her are basically rags. She had claw marks all over her beautiful sandlewood colored skin. her eyes look submissive, as if she just experienced 100 continuous years of torture.James had a sinking feeling in his stomach, his intuition was telling him that was his mother in this strange world he had just reincarnated in. In the background the hatchet-face fellow who James suspected was a goblin was making his way around the cave, checking the value of the spawnling and the health of the breeding sows.

James looked into his mother's eyes.He reached out for her, but he was not met with the same reaction, instead she looks terrified.While Jame's mother was trying to crawl away the tall goblin with one eye stepped on her fingers.

"Well, well, well, look what we have here" the goblin said.

"Put her with the others" he commanded. Finally the goblin turns to look at James, "Hmmm, this one seems healthy put him in training."

"yes Boss." a goblin said.

James felt someone grab the back of his neck, he and the rest of the healthy spawnlings were being carried to another part of the cave. Going through a long corridor, James and the spawnlings were finally put into a room, they were left to their own devices for the day. During that time James talked to two other spawnlings, They did not have names and they looked like the typical fantasy goblins.

The next day someone finally came in "Younglings, my name is Ubkoik, I am an elder for our tribe." A dark green 5ft 5 goblin came in the room, he looked like a typical goblin, except for the scar that went horizontally through his mouth, and the black mohawk that he sported. He has a lean and toned body, wears a wolf's pelt around his waist. Ubkoik wore wrist and shin-guards, also he has faint scars on his torso not unlike his prominent mouth scar. " Today I will be naming you, after that i'm going to thoroughly train you useless sack of shits!" Ubkoik's voice boomed. "Now let us begin." Ubkoik turned towards James and his new compatriots. " You will be named Ikt." He said to James. "I already have a name elder, it is James." James stated matter-of-factly. " What did you say just say WHELP!" Ubkoik's voice surged in a tone that left no room to disobey. "I said my name is Ja-" suddenly james was kicked in the stomach so hard that he flew across the room. James could not breathe at all, it was as if the very air it self was avoiding him like the plague. Ubkoik walked closer to james and started stomping on him. "Whatever name i give you is what you are called, you little shit!" spit flew out of Ubkoik's mouth as he yelled into James now called ikt's ear. "yes elder." Ikt said in a beaten up voice. 'Who the hell would stomp on a newborn when it was just born!!!' Ikt thought.

"Now where was I, right your NAME will be IKT, got it." Ubkoik ennunciated. "yes sir." Ikt said. "You two will be called Creid and Glaas" Ubkoik named the goblins that Ikt had talked to.

Sometime later Ubkoik fininshed naming all the spawnlings. "Alright you little fucks, now it's time for some fun." He said with an evil smile on his face."Let's go." Ubkoik commanded. We were led to the entrance of the cave, for the first time since Ikt has reicarnated. James and the goblins walked out into a clearing in the forest, they saw a fence like area with a cage containing a wolf. "This is where you punks will be training." Ubkoik opened the fence gate and walked in. "you will form teams of three to take down the direwolf." Ubkoik said, suddenly he turned to look at Ikt and his two stooges "you three will be the first to fight the wolf, got a problem with that." Ubkoik said in a daring tone. "No sir." Ikt,Creid,and Glaas responded.

"Now you have 10 seconds to choose your weapons." Ubkoik said as he showed a pile of rusty weapons. 'Seriously this guy must have it out for me' Ikt thought as he picked a shortsword and wooden roundshield along with Glaas, Creid deviated form his companions picks by getting a club with spikes. 10 seconds passed by quick and the three amigos were ready to face their very first battle in a long line of wars to come.