"You might want to deal with that nasty piece of work first." He says, coughing up some blood again. He looks at Willow and Morlalesh. "I don't think we've met," he says in surprise. "Try not to kill him. He knows things, even if he is an idiot. He may even know where Gundren is."
“Oh I’m Moralesh and this here is Miss Willow Rain. We were captured like you just in a lower cavern with some wolves that we ate.” Moralesh gestoto the rest in turn “That’s Graeme, and Sylharice, and Norwin. They helped us, and you are?”
"Sildar Hallwinter, at your service, and I must say I am very pleased to meet you right now. I'm sorry you were captured too. I didn't realise there were more captives in here, they kept very quiet about that! Unusual for goblins, really." He closes his eyes as a wave of pain washes over him. When he opens them, he smiles, but the pain he is in is reflected in his eyes. "Goblins do not capture people. They pillage and steal, but they don't take captives, it's not like them." Another arrow slams into Moralesh's shield. "Gundren found something up in the hills. We kept it secret, but someone else knows about it. Something about a "Black Dragon". That damned Bugbear was to deliver Gundren to them. This isn't the time or the place for this though." He looks round. "Yeemik?" He asks.
"Oh yes we can talk after we get to safety" Moralesh pulls Sildar against the wall he just fell from trying to cut off the angle of attack from above. "If you could just stay safe here it would be good." Looking around the room "Hey Graeme or Norwin, do one of you have a potion for him or maybe a minor healing spell?"
Moralesh puts his hand on Willow and casts guidance on her. "There you go Miss Willow, all I can do right now to help. Be good if you could stop Yeemik from throwing things at us."
After Moralesh bounces an arrow away, Willow would prepare herself, and half jump and climb up the overhang. She ducks an arrow, and rushes into the next room after a second of looking, swinging and slapping the goblin with her scimitar's flat side, giving him one nasty headache for later. She plants herself in his way, trying to cut off a reteat. (Mild growling in Goblin)
"Stupid leader, all alone! Offer help, why turn down? I spare, they wont! Drop weapon and we work together, talk! Uglymug dead because of leader action! Pathetic Alpha must make up for loss and bad calls!"
The Goblin looks as if it might fight on, but a look of panic comes over it's face and it drops its bow and lies face down on the ground. "No kill Yeemik," it wails pathetically. "Yeemik good Goblin. Yeemik help kill Klarg. Yes, help kill Bugbear. Nasty Bugbear. Horrible Bugbear. No hurt me." He keeps his face buried in the ground and squirms like snake.
Sylharice closes to the little goblin and says in a low voice"Ooooook i don't trust u and truth to be told after pushing master Sildar made me wanna obliterate u..BUT!..I am reasonable person..all we want is to tell us is where is master Gundren and what do u need him for..after that i ll leave it to the others to decide "
Willow seems more than willing to listen to Yeemik, but isn't about to stop the others from doing anything to him either. (Speaking in Goblin)
"Am not happy for arrows against me, but not hate- Gave headache already. You might struggle to convince others. Suggest cooperation, they seem want find person name of Gundren. Even if lie on where is, should accompany. Help others take back control. With large group, killing Klarg is easy. Can then work on giving them who they want. No need further anger when not warranted or safe for either side. Real truce."
Greame keeps the still humming Malkie close enough to Yeemik so that he can feel the vibrations off the Wight steel. Other than that, he just waits for direction from Willow.
Still standing next to Sildar Norwin speaks up and says: "Willow is offering our help to bring the little one to power by killing the bugbear leader here, while the little one is begging for his life. I see no problem in bringing the current leader to justice and promoting a new one. Though I think we should question the current leader."
He then turns to Sildar: "Sildar, are you good enough to walk, and fight? Or should I perform some healing magic? We could use an extra hand when confronting the leader, you can borrow my mace or one of the Goblin's scimitars to fight with." While he is doing this he is lying the goblin bodies orderly in preparation of a small funeral rite.
"By the way, you were asking for our companions... They felt like original assignment was no longer in place and decided they would go on their own path. To be honest, I don't blame them really seeing how many times we have looked death in the eyes today."
'I'm afraid I won't be much use to you right now," Sildar says to Norwin. "Save any healing for those who need to do the fighting. I can keep out the way, though I might be able to use one of those goblin bows." He coughs again. "I thought you might have lost the others." He says solemnly. I'm glad they are alive." He stands up slowly and painfully, and only then does it become obvious how badly hurt the man is. "I have to get to Phandalin." He rubs his face
Yeemik meanwhile continues his whining. "Gundren? Gundren smelly dwarf, taken Cragmaw Castle. North." He waves a hand in the air. "King Grol want him for Black Dragon. Black Dragon want Gundren." He crawls towards Willow on his belly. "We kill Klarg now? Goblin help little fox? Goblin leave cave, no more stealing?"
"So this Gundren isn't here? Why do we stay? This Grol is he responsible for attacking the locals? Or is it Klarg that keeps harming the people in this area?" Moralesh asks obviously torn about which direction to go. "Willow if we promote this guy you think we could trust him to go elsewhere? Don't want them to keep harassing the villages in the area. We came here to find out what was bugging these people and I think we found it, or at least it found us first. If killing this Klarg will stop the problems here that's what I want to do, so....?"
"Klarg. He the one. He take people. He steal. Goblin follow Klarg orders, goblin not want to, Goblin not like Klarg. He crazy." Yeemik clutches at Moralesh. "Goblin just want leave. Not come back. Kill Klarg first, yes?"
Willow looks to Norwin, curious, and offers a hand to Yeemik to help him stand up. (Speaking Goblin to Yeemik)
"Off belly, leader no prostrate self more. Understand what did, understand what do next. Any others we get to help fight Klarg? Willow saddened by loss of little orcs, but they scream attack. So Willow attack. Allies want capture Klarg, sound like. Prefer stick him in cave, surround by wolves, starve, but will see."
She'd look back towards the others, curious as to how they will act in general.
"We capture Klarg then? Maybe even let little orcs treat Klarg like he treat them! True natural order then. As for castle, and dragon, we not prepared. Others may be. Either find better trained or be offered good reason. Dragon pinnacle of predatory nature. Give Willow shivers."
She looks to Moralesh, shaking her head.
"Not know. Not care much. If not harassed by little orc, harassed by bandit. If not bandit, by themselves, like you say. Like cities and towns, can be lively, but must have strife, otherwise not stick together. Not family, not herd."
Sylharice pats the goblins head ''You see it wasn't that difficult...my oh my now its up to the rest of my group to decide what to do with u..i can promise although one thing liitle goblin..This Klarg ll be out of the picture soon enough!''
Sildar watches Yeemik and shakes his head. "Pathetic," he says to no one in particular. "I heard the goblins talking. Don't know who the Black Dragon is, but they asked for Gundren by name. They wanted all his possession as well. Took his and mine." He motions to himself, and sighs. "This is all to do with what he found up in the hills. The less said around him," he points to Yeemik, "the better."
Yeemik gets up and fawns at Willow. "We go now. Try get goblin to help, maybe run when see stranger." He gives Sildar a sideways look. "Taken to King Grol, Dwarf. King Grol Klarg boss. Big boss. Both want Cragmaws Tribe be theirs." He spits at this.
Willow taps her mask, where a mouth might be located. She looks between the party, speaking.
"One thing at time, more make head hurt. Things already tough to sift through. King Grol not here, Klarg here. We get Klarg. Others agree? Have qualms? Speak now, maybe plan?"
Sylharice answers to Willows question" I am in..although I am quite sort on big spells right now..it takes time to actually be able to cast them..and it seems we have to press on ..."
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Moralesh rushes up beside Willow and Sildar placing his shield in a protective cover over the man
Loyalty Begets Honour
"You might want to deal with that nasty piece of work first." He says, coughing up some blood again. He looks at Willow and Morlalesh. "I don't think we've met," he says in surprise. "Try not to kill him. He knows things, even if he is an idiot. He may even know where Gundren is."
“Oh I’m Moralesh and this here is Miss Willow Rain. We were captured like you just in a lower cavern with some wolves that we ate.” Moralesh gestoto the rest in turn “That’s Graeme, and Sylharice, and Norwin. They helped us, and you are?”
Loyalty Begets Honour
"Sildar Hallwinter, at your service, and I must say I am very pleased to meet you right now. I'm sorry you were captured too. I didn't realise there were more captives in here, they kept very quiet about that! Unusual for goblins, really." He closes his eyes as a wave of pain washes over him. When he opens them, he smiles, but the pain he is in is reflected in his eyes. "Goblins do not capture people. They pillage and steal, but they don't take captives, it's not like them." Another arrow slams into Moralesh's shield. "Gundren found something up in the hills. We kept it secret, but someone else knows about it. Something about a "Black Dragon". That damned Bugbear was to deliver Gundren to them. This isn't the time or the place for this though." He looks round. "Yeemik?" He asks.
"Oh yes we can talk after we get to safety" Moralesh pulls Sildar against the wall he just fell from trying to cut off the angle of attack from above. "If you could just stay safe here it would be good." Looking around the room "Hey Graeme or Norwin, do one of you have a potion for him or maybe a minor healing spell?"
Moralesh puts his hand on Willow and casts guidance on her. "There you go Miss Willow, all I can do right now to help. Be good if you could stop Yeemik from throwing things at us."
Loyalty Begets Honour
After Moralesh bounces an arrow away, Willow would prepare herself, and half jump and climb up the overhang. She ducks an arrow, and rushes into the next room after a second of looking, swinging and slapping the goblin with her scimitar's flat side, giving him one nasty headache for later. She plants herself in his way, trying to cut off a reteat. (Mild growling in Goblin)
"Stupid leader, all alone! Offer help, why turn down? I spare, they wont! Drop weapon and we work together, talk! Uglymug dead because of leader action! Pathetic Alpha must make up for loss and bad calls!"
The Goblin looks as if it might fight on, but a look of panic comes over it's face and it drops its bow and lies face down on the ground. "No kill Yeemik," it wails pathetically. "Yeemik good Goblin. Yeemik help kill Klarg. Yes, help kill Bugbear. Nasty Bugbear. Horrible Bugbear. No hurt me." He keeps his face buried in the ground and squirms like snake.
Sylharice closes to the little goblin and says in a low voice" Ooooook i don't trust u and truth to be told after pushing master Sildar made me wanna obliterate u..BUT!..I am reasonable person..all we want is to tell us is where is master Gundren and what do u need him for..after that i ll leave it to the others to decide "
Willow seems more than willing to listen to Yeemik, but isn't about to stop the others from doing anything to him either. (Speaking in Goblin)
"Am not happy for arrows against me, but not hate- Gave headache already. You might struggle to convince others. Suggest cooperation, they seem want find person name of Gundren. Even if lie on where is, should accompany. Help others take back control. With large group, killing Klarg is easy. Can then work on giving them who they want. No need further anger when not warranted or safe for either side. Real truce."
Greame keeps the still humming Malkie close enough to Yeemik so that he can feel the vibrations off the Wight steel. Other than that, he just waits for direction from Willow.
Moralesh walks up to the platform, "Good and you stay there until you behave better!" He sidles up beside Willow, "What's he saying Miss Willow?"
Loyalty Begets Honour
Still standing next to Sildar Norwin speaks up and says: "Willow is offering our help to bring the little one to power by killing the bugbear leader here, while the little one is begging for his life. I see no problem in bringing the current leader to justice and promoting a new one. Though I think we should question the current leader."
He then turns to Sildar: "Sildar, are you good enough to walk, and fight? Or should I perform some healing magic? We could use an extra hand when confronting the leader, you can borrow my mace or one of the Goblin's scimitars to fight with." While he is doing this he is lying the goblin bodies orderly in preparation of a small funeral rite.
"By the way, you were asking for our companions... They felt like original assignment was no longer in place and decided they would go on their own path. To be honest, I don't blame them really seeing how many times we have looked death in the eyes today."
'I'm afraid I won't be much use to you right now," Sildar says to Norwin. "Save any healing for those who need to do the fighting. I can keep out the way, though I might be able to use one of those goblin bows." He coughs again. "I thought you might have lost the others." He says solemnly. I'm glad they are alive." He stands up slowly and painfully, and only then does it become obvious how badly hurt the man is. "I have to get to Phandalin." He rubs his face
Yeemik meanwhile continues his whining. "Gundren? Gundren smelly dwarf, taken Cragmaw Castle. North." He waves a hand in the air. "King Grol want him for Black Dragon. Black Dragon want Gundren." He crawls towards Willow on his belly. "We kill Klarg now? Goblin help little fox? Goblin leave cave, no more stealing?"
"So this Gundren isn't here? Why do we stay? This Grol is he responsible for attacking the locals? Or is it Klarg that keeps harming the people in this area?" Moralesh asks obviously torn about which direction to go. "Willow if we promote this guy you think we could trust him to go elsewhere? Don't want them to keep harassing the villages in the area. We came here to find out what was bugging these people and I think we found it, or at least it found us first. If killing this Klarg will stop the problems here that's what I want to do, so....?"
Loyalty Begets Honour
"Klarg. He the one. He take people. He steal. Goblin follow Klarg orders, goblin not want to, Goblin not like Klarg. He crazy." Yeemik clutches at Moralesh. "Goblin just want leave. Not come back. Kill Klarg first, yes?"
Willow looks to Norwin, curious, and offers a hand to Yeemik to help him stand up. (Speaking Goblin to Yeemik)
"Off belly, leader no prostrate self more. Understand what did, understand what do next. Any others we get to help fight Klarg? Willow saddened by loss of little orcs, but they scream attack. So Willow attack. Allies want capture Klarg, sound like. Prefer stick him in cave, surround by wolves, starve, but will see."
She'd look back towards the others, curious as to how they will act in general.
"We capture Klarg then? Maybe even let little orcs treat Klarg like he treat them! True natural order then. As for castle, and dragon, we not prepared. Others may be. Either find better trained or be offered good reason. Dragon pinnacle of predatory nature. Give Willow shivers."
She looks to Moralesh, shaking her head.
"Not know. Not care much. If not harassed by little orc, harassed by bandit. If not bandit, by themselves, like you say. Like cities and towns, can be lively, but must have strife, otherwise not stick together. Not family, not herd."
Sylharice pats the goblins head '' You see it wasn't that difficult...my oh my now its up to the rest of my group to decide what to do with u..i can promise although one thing liitle goblin..This Klarg ll be out of the picture soon enough!''
Sildar watches Yeemik and shakes his head. "Pathetic," he says to no one in particular. "I heard the goblins talking. Don't know who the Black Dragon is, but they asked for Gundren by name. They wanted all his possession as well. Took his and mine." He motions to himself, and sighs. "This is all to do with what he found up in the hills. The less said around him," he points to Yeemik, "the better."
Yeemik gets up and fawns at Willow. "We go now. Try get goblin to help, maybe run when see stranger." He gives Sildar a sideways look. "Taken to King Grol, Dwarf. King Grol Klarg boss. Big boss. Both want Cragmaws Tribe be theirs." He spits at this.
Willow taps her mask, where a mouth might be located. She looks between the party, speaking.
"One thing at time, more make head hurt. Things already tough to sift through. King Grol not here, Klarg here. We get Klarg. Others agree? Have qualms? Speak now, maybe plan?"
Sylharice answers to Willows question" I am in..although I am quite sort on big spells right now..it takes time to actually be able to cast them..and it seems we have to press on ..."