The chief looked deep in thought. "No." He shook his head. "One drider is not worth munch to the tribe if you want it as a pet then let it be your problem. I'd just as soon kill it. Know that your loyalty can only be to the tribe. You have done well and we are making a few more for a small squad you will train and teach. I still will grant you a reward for your efforts against our enemy. It seems that the Goblin assassin has left us. This will be bad. He knows too munch. The humans could learn munch from his tongue. We will need to kill him later. Right now you have your orders. Train the new breed and keep that pet locked up." He hands you a metal with the tribal sigil. "Here this is the debt marker claim it when you are ready."