As Avier brings the wagon to a halt, the remaining goblin sqwaks at Cormac:
Blasted rock eater grrr me strike no deals with dirt-lickers. Me clan destroy you!
And runs towards the north side of the road, going into the bushes they were using for hiding. It is now 15 feet away from the road, running up hill as there is a steep embankment on this side of the road.
Sylric clambers onto the road and runs towards the goblin, muttering, "yes yes Cormac, he could be so helpful..." He stops in the road and calls out in goblin, "We will spare you in exchange for information. Answer our queries and you will live to goblin another day, but raise your hand against us again and you will perish. You see my companion with his crossbow poised to end your days. Look upon the corpses of your clansmen and carefully consider your options."
He raises his arm in preparation to cast a spell, but will await the goblins response.
Flint is letting the others handle the goblins while he goes and makes sure the oxen are okay, he will try and pull the arrows out (if they are in them still) while talking for 10 minutes in a way they understand.
Frustrated with his attempt at persuasion, Sylric comes out of the bushes and shoots ice at the goblin. The ray of frost is as effective as his persuasion attempt, missing the goblin and hitting a nearby tree.
Flint, dashes towards the oxen, but he's still a few feet away. (Once we are out of combat or when your turn comes again, I'll complete the rest of your post; i.e. remove the arrows and soothe the animal.)
Gwyyn chases the goblin into the woods, she is now 10 feet away from the goblin. Still has her action and bonus action.
Muttering his thanks to Gwynn and imploring that the goblin be bound, Sylric shuffles toward the unconscious creature. In an apparent daze he looks to see where the they may have been heading when he bolted toward the woods.
He lights his pipe as he shuffles around at the edge of the woods.
"Where there's one there will be more...these greenies are not solitary creatures...Cragmaw...yes yes...Cragmaw Castle...yes..."
Avier hooks his morningstar onto his belt and dismounts from the cart, "Well, seems like these roads aren't as safe as one would hope. What's up with Cragmaw Castle? I've never heard of a place like that."
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Cormac will move to where the goblin is and pull out rope, moving to tie it's hands before he shakes his head and attempts to hogtie the smaller being so that it will not be able to move once it wakes up.
With Cormac taking care of the goblin, Gwyyn wordlessly moves back to G1 and starts rifling through his clothes to see if he has anything interesting, like valuables or food. She keeps her dagger out just in case he’s faking death or there are more in the bushes. She also keeps an eye out, constantly looking around her as she searches the goblin as if she were afraid of someone suddenly appearing to take her prize.
"Anything like that again and I won't survive it, but Oghma has plans...yes yes, plans for me...", he takes out his pipe, stirs it's contents, and takes a long draw, "What is it you want to ask the green skin?"