His ears twitched suddenly, catching the faint sound of someone approaching. The ratman turned his head slightly, spotting one of the stable goblin boys entering the enclosure, dragging a small cart filled with tools and supplies.
"Hey," the goblin boy called out, his voice rough from sleep. "Boss said you need to help reinforce the northern gate today. Heard some of the boards came loose."
The ratman sighed, pushing himself up from the ground. His muscles ached, still tired from the morning's labor, but there was no choice. He nodded in response, slowly getting to his feet.
"After that, you'll need to clean the pens. The nobles are having a feast tonight, so they'll be checking the stables. You know how it is—everything has to be spotless," the boy added, giving him a half-smirk before turning away.
